Friday, January 4, 2013
Journal Entry # 4-5
Yet again Ray
Bradbury has driven me into such an inquisitive track and caused me to
speculate that Guy Montag is changing as an individual overtime. According to
the previous quotations- “It was pleasure to burn….He strode in a swarm of
fireflies. He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a
stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on the porch
and lawn of the house”, (Bradbury3). In this quote, you can see how Guy Montag
found the joy in his job through his pride. In this way you can indicate his
joy to burn the books, but not once was there speculations concerning his inner
feeling concerning his job. “I’ve tried to imagine, just how it would
feel. I mean, to have firemen burn our
houses and our books”, (Bradbury 34). This comment made to Beatty led me to see
how somehow he was beginning to contradict his job and uncover a shadowing
character that we have yet seen to be the real Guy Montag. “Montag had done
nothing. His hand had done it all, his hand, with a brain of its own, with a
conscience and a curiosity in each trembling finger, had turned thief”,
(Bradbury 37). “His hands were ravenous. And his eyes were beginning to feel
hunger, as if they must look at something, anything, everything”, (Bradbury
41). From these former quotes I speculated a drastic change that I wonder would
become Montag’s own fire- “There’s a phoenix car just drove up and a man in a
black shirt with an orange snake stitched on his arm coming up the front
walk...Captain Beatty? He said”….. Uh-oh! (278 words).
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