Monday, April 10, 2017
ch.4
Life
on the island had a daily rhythm. The Morning was very nice, with cool air and
pleasant smells, and the boys were able to play and have fun. When afternoon
came the sun became very hot, and most of the boys went to take naps although
they had often had been troubled by the images that flickered over the water
until piggy told them it is a mirage. Evening brought cooler air but darkness
fell quickly and night time is difficult. The littluns always talk about the
beastie and the fear that he might hunt in the dark. The older boys usually
throw rocks and stomp on the castle they built. Jack puts face paint on to go
in the jungle and kill a pig. While me and piggy was on the beach we saw a
ship, but they saw the signal fire was out. We tried to make one but it was to
late so we did not get rescued. So I got mad at jack because the hunters were
supposed to see that the fire was maintained.
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