I took up to the tenth picture in the pack, number 0318 4158, a portrait of my friend on her birthday—and when my youngest sister’s boyfriend came over, I got a shot of the two of them posed in the living room. My lonely elephant. I remember that even after I went into the lecture hall, I couldn’t speak for a while and just sat there. I was down to the last shot, number 0318 4158. In that condition, he turned down my parents’ bedroom and slept in a fetal position on the living room sofa. Why was it so hard to find a teahouse? When they had to raise their voices to argue about something, my mother and father would go to a local inn. I didn’t say anything about it to my mother or my sisters. The letters we exchanged like this for ten years are in a big earthenware storage jar on the rooftop. There’s too much stuff in your room, my father worried. What is also important about the narrator dreaming about his son, is the fact that he also dreams that someone had given him some whiskey in the dream. Rhetorical Devices In Shooting An Elephant 716 Words3 Pages A Critical Analysis of the Rhetorical Strategies Used in Orwell’s “Shooting an Elephant”. As the story continues the reader also realises that Billy is not the only person who is dependent (or relying) on the narrator. How much longer can my mother climb up and down those stairs with the pain in her joints? Even now, whenever I get a ride in someone’s car, I privately fret that I might put the seat belt on wrong like I did that time. Click here for instructions on how to enable JavaScript in your browser. Originally published in Munhakdongne. The most distinguishing feature of the elephant is its trunk. Director Jong and Assistant Manager Pak knew about my present situation. I just got used to it by myself. Required fields are marked *, Notify me of follow-up comments via e-mail. It didn’t crumble. Hey, don’t you know how to put on a seat belt? We went to eat some fried chicken. Not a trace of anybody having been there. But no matter what position I sleep in, one of my arms stretches out—like it’s a habit—and ends up dangling down from the bed. I heard that her sailor husband (I only saw his face once) used to beat her up. I couldn’t help feeling disappointed. For the first time, I understood the expression, “One day we found ourselves out on the street.”. We went on a boat ride there. Is there a problem? When my father is drunk, he brings up that summer outing. Among those chance events was my turning twenty, and the incident that my family still remembers—my kidnapping. Once in a while he calls me. I quickly turned on the light, pressed the film hard against my hot, sweaty palm to make it develop faster. I mingled with my relatives, and I drank a good amount myself. Tongue will be published later this month. This story offers a vivid, arresting portrait of a family, the physical and psychic spaces it inhabits, and the vexing impermanence of memory. I’m sorry but I would need to read the story again and at the moment I have a backlog of stories I need to read. I took off my socks and threw them aside. It’s like the anxious waiting at the door, and each time it opens, you think it might be the person you’ve been watching for. I had just broken up with him when I clicked the shutter. Money no longer being the driving factor in how he feels about them. Pingback: ‘Shot of Short’ #39: Looking for the Elephant by Jo Kyung Ran - RobAroundBooks(), Pingback: The “All Modern Korean Literature in Translation Online” Project! Looking for the Elephant By Jo Kyung Ran Jo Kyung Ran is a winner of the Dongin Prize, Korea’s most prestigious literary award, and the author of the new novel Tongue. When I was tired of reading, I would call someone on the pay phone. They asked me to write my down contact info. My mother still tells me that people have to learn to be satisfied with less than enough. By looking at “Shooting an Elephant” by George Orwell, one can see his strong use of imagery and metaphors, which shows us detailed and vivid descriptions of what imperialism is like, which is important because it helps people understand what imperialism … It was a long way. Like the so-called elephant in the room that no one talks about even though it is obvious, the “elephant in the brain” is human selfishness. I felt a coldness brush past my face. When I couldn’t write, or every time I had a bad fight with someone in the family, I felt like leaving this house. Copyright © 2009 by Fifty-Two Stories. During times of drought, elephants even use their tusks to dig holes to find water underground. It was too far—it wasn’t worth taking a picture. There are times when he seems to be more interested in the elephant than in me. The sound startled me. Excitement! He took the first picture. She said my name. Kindle Edition. I ripped the flyers to shreds right in his face. The elephant was a refuge from a defunct zoo, and the town council agreed to take on the elephant and provide for it, including food and a keeper. Now and then the house moves—it squirms—and I think to myself, Ah, the elephant has come. I sense that Carver want to point at him as a good but not so clever man. They threw me in the ocean the day I was born, said Aunt Yonsook. The bird was out of its cage, but it stayed in the room. One day he came with a bunch of different self-improvement flyers. Only the dates were different. As soon as it was gone, all the people left the front of the pen at the same time. They don’t know that the table is the elephant’s head, the sofa the elephant’s back; they’re smiling, digging their sharp elbows into it. The print popped out. Look at her! Daddy is doing fine. I wake with a start. Black hairs are starting to poke up again on my grandmother’s head. They can also be used for defense. I was expressionless. Hey, Fatty Jo! Wow! I slept holding my Polaroid. There it is—a great big elephant. My pent-up tears only burst when the elephant came to see me again. The room is dark. Now the narrator appears to accept and embrace his role, understanding that there are more important things in life than money. He was quick, confident, agile as a seal. I took her business card and hurriedly said goodbye. My mother liked Aunt Yonsook a lot. Used by permission of the author. The zookeeper who cared for the elephant was also missing, and the shackle that had been locked to the elephant’s leg remained lying on the ground of the elephant house. His voice is sad and tender. Old males live alone. The house is very solid. Now I know what that means. I mean, I’m hoping it will figure out that I’m awake. They laughed merrily in the hot sun. That’s odd. The first time I saw him swim. Finally, I fell asleep with my Polaroid camera still in my hand. The elephant is pretending to be asleep and his eyes are closed, but I know he’s not sleeping. Slowly, I force out my breath. One of my uncles goes out onto the savage ocean for months at a time to catch the fish he sells at market. Jo Kyung Ran made her literary debut in 1996 when her short story “The French Optical” won the Dong-a Ilbo New Writer’s Contest. They must have been truly pleased to run into me. It is also through this dream of his father that the reader realizes that the narrator is taking on the role his father had, of supporting others. The elephant followed the keeper in through the steel gate and disappeared. I was kidnapped when I was four by a middle-aged woman who couldn’t have children. My uncle went back down to Yeosu with his face black as a goat’s. His face became black and gaunt like my dead Uncle Dosong’s. My father bought that house. My father’s letters, which crossed the blowing sands of the desert, were the same: Listen to your mother and concentrate on your studies. I often didn’t show up for work. Elephant Analytics has 15 years of analytical experience and unique skills in numerical analysis and practical mathematics. I pulled him by the hand. It was important and someone had to do it. I felt dissatisfied by something. However the most important dream that the narrator has is the one where he is sitting on his father’s shoulders and he imagines that his father is an elephant and he is riding on top of him. My family was afraid to talk about the dead. GettyImages-901868142. He wrote: We must change in order to remain the same. Because she is so patient with thought, and considers all that she experiences, whether in dreams or awake, she has the power to create reality from that knowledge. The death of the elephant signifies the weakness of Orwell's character. That’s why I was afraid of her. My father is smoking again. After a little while I switch on the light. I was scared, like someone was clutching the nape of my neck with both hands. That night, my mother came up to my room. An elephant has large, fan-shaped ears, long upper teeth called tusks, and a long, flexible nose called a trunk. My father left his hometown when he was nine, after his mother died. After work, Assistant Manager Pak said he would drop me off near my house. The Burmese are unable to stop the elephant as no one in their whole population has a gun or any other weapon and seems to be … Like my mother’s mother, who died young from breast cancer, she was dressed all in white, frowning. It was an animated commercial that showed a bottle of Blupen rushing like a train toward a child with a fever. I can pick up the phone and ramble on for an hour about my elephant. I had helped create the frames for that. Come to think of it, there wasn’t much difference in our ages even though I was her niece. He’s the only one who understands my elephant story. Your email address will not be published. Uncle Dosong, who saw Aunt Yonsook’s autopsy with his own eyes—two years after she died, he was diagnosed with liver cancer at Severance Hospital. Around me, my father, my three uncles, three aunts, and six cousins were all having a leisurely swim. For some reason I don’t think it would be right. Who erased everything? I couldn’t blame my father. Who are you? And now I can’t love him, and I can’t hate him anymore. He shook his head. We had talked a lot about the economy and, although the elephant had left the room, I knew it was hanging around somewhere. Looking at their eager, expectant faces, he suddenly realised the absolute helplessness of his position. She doesn’t come up to my room. But the Asian elephant was already gone. And he talks about his younger days in Saudi Arabia, Iran, and Kuwait. He is no longer tied down to his old ideals in which he begrudges supporting his family. A suicide. And I think, So why did we split up? “Looking for the Elephant” also appeared in the international literary anthology Words Without Borders. He tore it down and built one based on his own sketches. I must have entirely forgotten that this was where my father was born. I went over to the next pen, to the Asian elephant. We also learn that he is supporting his mother, sending her money every month, his ex-wife (alimony payments) and his two children. In the end, for saving the house, I lost him. When I was alone, I grabbed the mouse and clicked buttons at random. An Elephant in the Garden. He was an interior designer who was often in and out of our office. I didn’t care. Hence it is a serious matter to shoot a working elephant. The narrator studies the article meticulously, learning that the elephant ’s absence had been noticed the day before (May 18) by men from the school lunch company who delivered leftover scraps for the elephant to eat. I started waking up often around dawn. He felt that, in spite of all his reluctance, he would have to shoot the elephant, after all. Sunday afternoon I went to the Seoul Grand Park in Gwachon. he asked. I try flexing the fingers of the hand that dangles from the bed. I can hear the spoons being laid out on the table downstairs. I shot a magnolia just beginning to spread its petals, and I shot my old sneakers. In my rooftop room I would read, write, and make phone calls in the middle of the night. The simple reason is that our sensory perceptions and life experiences can lead to limited access and overreaching misinterpretations. Up to now, my father has given up smoking exactly three times. We began the fight to keep it. But I didn’t want to know too specifically. Someone got drunk and burst into tears. Even at four years old, I was able to remember Bongshin Church. Clever beast. It was 1996, so I was twenty-six—it was the year I started college. The autopsy wasn’t able to determine whether her death was a suicide or a homicide. The “All Modern Korean Literature in Translation Online” Project! McManus, Dermot. There are times when I’d like to see the faces of the dead once more, but that will only be possible in the distant future. The first time was the day he came back after cremating my aunt. The next day, the entire extended family went together on a picnic. It was Director Jong who said I should reconsider. His brother asks him for a further $1000 and he continues to lend money to his daughter and his son, while still paying monthly payments to both his mother and his ex-wife. I saw my grandmother in the one picture that’s left of her. I answer right away. But I’m afraid I may be the last of the sisters, remaining in this house until the very end. It is as he is walking to work that the narrator starts to think about his family. I moved some of my books down to the living room. Look, I’m telling you this is an elephant! I turned my head to look with an indifferent eye. The African elephant is the largest of all elephant species and weighs up to eight tons. Orwell's dilemma involves poor morals colliding with common sense. She cooked a puffer fish soup and committed suicide by eating it all by herself. Not only is there a sense of letting go (driving the car fast) but there is a sense of freedom now within the narrator. In the zoo, a chrysanthemum festival was opening. The words you know and love . The elephant was farther than I had expected. My father’s siblings berated her lover and accused him of murdering her. Not a chance! Even if I get a bigger room, I don’t feel like changing my desk anymore. The presence terrified me—so much that I had to sleep with the light on for a long time. Ans: A working elephant is equal to a huge and costly piece of machinery. It’s multi-family housing now, but then it was a small single-story home with a narrow yard. Orwell is ashamed to had submitted to the pressure of the Burmans, but he does so at his own will. Now the lacquer is peeling from the edges in spots and the legs wobble, but it’s still usable. He gave the elephant a bun, and the elephant took it in its trunk and ate it. Leave him alone, said my father. Or is it my dead grandmother, or my aunt, or my uncle? These giant mammals are very intelligent … He’s been here. Ans: The elephant looked no more dangerous than a cow from a distance. Surely, there must have been a chance for me to end up living somewhere other than here. He might be struggling in work and paying money to his family but he knows that drinking, ‘that was the worst thing that could have happened. Her reply: Well done, sis. These papers were written primarily by students and provide critical analysis of Shooting an Elephant by George Orwell. There was a big desk, a wardrobe, a bed, a shiny sink. It felt like my bladder would burst. I hesitated, then put it around my neck. A very sad word, “letter.” After we split up, I never took that letter out to read it again. I suppose it was no different from my parents keeping those dire things hidden from us three daughters. Yonjong was one of the people who knew me back then. I ran around—all over the place—to take care of things. I ordered three packs of film at once. Currently you have JavaScript disabled. Ha! My father’s older brother had borrowed money from him twice and then disappeared. So you write! After she died, my father left home and came up to live in Seoul, and when he got married, he registered this place as his permanent address. The five surviving siblings were all drunk, and they yelled and cried, clutching each other by the collar. The elephant is really popular. Feiwel and Friends, 2011. Often I get dressed up and go to an Italian restaurant to eat pasta and drink wine. I read this short novel in a more pessimistic way: his need for his father was driven by love and the fact that he was a child, while other people lie to him to get their money. I know that he privately dreams of going back there someday. I read: The Asian elephant has weak eyesight. No one can remember the name of that island now. The author turned to some experienced looking Burmans to ask how the elephant was behaving. Years passed in the blink of an eye. Each blind man feels a different part of the elephant's body, but only one part, such as the side or the tusk. At the end of the trunk, the African elephant has two finger-like projections and the Asian elephant has one. New short fiction, every week. I’m sorry I can’t do anything to help, he said. I looked at him with a sullen face. He quickly planned his course of action. In the early morning and evening they forage for plants, and they rest in the shade of trees during the day. Because we suddenly broke up shortly after that. The Polaroid camera I have is a Polaroid Spectra. When my sisters get out of work late, they call me first, though I’m still asleep. And my family would not be the family I have now. And there’s another letter I could never read again. I shampooed every morning and I wore stockings. The warmth lingers on my palm. How did the elephant look from a distance? For the narrator this is the worst thing that can happen to him, to drink again. What else are you going to do? The build-up of finding the elephant is a metaphor itself showing the destructive power of imperialism: the elephant’s rampaging spree destroying homes, food shelves, and even killing a man whom Orwell described to have an expression of unendurable agony. My room on the roof is warm. Aunt Yonsook’s husband took charge and cleared everything up. But I don’t even consider leaping out of bed or quickly snapping on the light. My uncles and cousins waved to me from out in the water. The narrator’s brother (Billy) is looking for five hundred dollars from the narrator to help him while he looks for another job. When my youngest sister went away for a while, I called some of my other sister’s male friends and they helped me empty my room downstairs and move up here. Sometimes, when I go to Shinsadong or Gangnam, I look at the World Book Center. The elephant took its front feet down and turned its body around. My other aunts washed the dishes under the command of her loud voice. Small as an Elephant Summary. I shook my head. I look at the picture of my family—the one I took on my birthday when I got home after breaking up with him. I woke up. Throughout the story the narrator’s family become more dependent on him. I didn’t stop walking. Ate his meals by himself. Elephant Symbolism & the Totem Animal Powers of Intention Manifestation through intention is yet another gift of the elephant. Taken from his Elephant and Other Stories collection the story is narrated in the first person by an unnamed narrator and from the beginning of the story it would appear that Carver is exploring the theme of dependency. If we don’t have any, then I shell peanuts. Every Polaroid picture has a serial number printed on it. It’s been a long time. At the end of the letter he added this: Things deeply felt cannot help but last. The elephant stood up after about 10 minutes and was taken to another location for treatment, before being returned to the scene of the accident in … I also heard that she was sending the money she made from her shop and her side job at the seashore to pay for the children’s education. my mother shouts up to my room. I walked faster, faster. His flabbergasted expression is still clear in my mind. I stabbed a kitchen knife between the red bricks of the house. My mother, drunk from three glasses of soju, spread out a mat and lay down. She had two kids with him before she got a divorce. She died on her birthday. Scientist now believe the elephant’s trunk may contain over 40,000 muscles. My father built one more room, a rooftop room where I’ve lived until now, where I am writing this. is the antidote to the last forty years of conservative strategizing and the right wing's stranglehold on political dialogue in the United States. But now I’m quite accustomed to the presence. A nurse at an elderly living facility brought her son, Karl, to the nursing home. The sun was really hot. As if I might try to steal it or something. It uses film about 1.5 times larger than an ordinary Polaroid, and it’s more expensive. It is a story of a group of blind men who have never come across an elephant before and who learn and conceptualize what the elephant is like by touching it. When I’m upset or my pride is injured, I sit at the table for an hour or two trimming anchovies. All right! 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