Blog 11-The Rescue

First came the smell of smoke. Then I saw it. Fire crackled and sounds of explosion erupted in the forest in front of me. My toes sunk into the sand and I gazed at a pile of ashes next to a burning hut. I heard what sounded like millions of young boys ululating. The sound slowly died down as a boy heaved himself out of the forest; as if he was throwing himself at me. He was covert in dirt, smelled of smoke, drenched with sweat, and panting as if he had just run for miles. The other boys came out of the forest. All of them with bright red and white paint smeared across their faces.  One came in front of all the others. He had messy, light red, hair and a black cap that was covered in mud and rips. 

"What is going on here? Is this some kind of war?" I asked. I was hoping the answer would be "No, just playing a game".

When the young boy in front with dirty-blonde hair said quietly, "Yes, already two have been killed," My face sunk. I wished he could elaborate but I could tell it was hard for him to say this, as if it wasn't his choice, or he hadn't been a part of it. I couldn't believe this. These boys looked like they ranged from 6 to 12. At home in Britain we were at war. that does not mean these boys should be. "Who's in charge here?" I asked firmly. 

"I'm Chief," replied the small boy in front. I saw the red haired boy start to move forward. then he had a second thought and I saw him cower. He had a frightened look on his face. As if he was afraid to get too close. I turned around and looked out across the miles of blue ocean. Out a little ways was my ship. I looked at the cannons on the side of the ship. I tried my hardest not to visualize these small boys doing anything similar to what we had been doing in the war. I hated the fact that people had already been killed. As I stood staring at the blank sea. At the long thin horizon line. I wanted to take these boys back home. Back to civilization. To show them how the world really works.

Blog 10- The Savages

When we woke up the morning after the hunters came to our shelter Piggy was a mess. He was complaining about not being able to see anything. We decided that we have to do something to get back his glasses. Ralph wanted us to go to Jack's hide out at Castle Rock and get the glasses . We had to look decent, clothed and shower, comed hair and clean faces. We had to be the stronger ones. And Jack needs to know when we come that we don't want to find. We want to get back what is rightfully ours in a peacful way. We started making our way by the cliffs to Castle Rock. Once we got there we stared up looking at what seemed like miles of rocky wall. “Who goes there?” shouted Roger in a firm voice. Ralph shouted back,
“ What do you mean, you can see it's only us.” Then Ralph blew the conch. Savages with spears appeared. Out of the rocks. Then A rock came out of nowhere and almost hit us. We looked up. Roger sat at the top of the castle. His hand next to a lever. “I'm calling an assembly. About Piggy's glasses and the fire. Wheres Jack?” Ralph said. Just then Jack appeared out of the forest. His face was disguised in black and green paint. Hiding his emotions.
“Go back to your end of the island! This is my tribe now!” yellled Jack.
“ But you stole Piggy's specs. And we want them back. There ours. If you had asked we would've let you share our fire. But then you stole, like a thief.”
“A what? Say it again!”
“Theif! Theif!” Ralph cried. The jack got very angry. The Ralph and Jack fighted only for a second because Ralph was reminded that he did not come to fight. He came to get Piggy's specs. Then Jack yelled, 

“Get them. Tie them up!” We looked at eachother, feeling very confused. Then two savages had their arms on us. We were being dragged behind Jack. Then they tied us together. We tried to move but we couldnt. We sat together, struggling to be free when it happened. We couldn't see that well because Some hunters sat in front of us. But something hit Piggy and he fell to the ground. His brains oozing all over the rocks. Then his body fell off the thin plank connecting the castle to the island. Then Jack looked us in the eyes and said "You two are part of the troop now." We tried to protest but it was no use. Now we were part of this group. Jacks tribe. The savages. 

Blog 9- The Attack

I sat the morning after the dance gazing out towards the phosphorescent water. I thought about last night. The way all those boys stifled Simon. I looked over at Ralph. His eyes lost their usual twinkle. Ralph cleared his throat and murmured something. "What'd you say?" I asked.
"Simon," he said. I nodded. It wasn't just me. Ralph knew too that it was Simon lying there not the beast. I shuddered when I thought about Jack and his hunters. Clawing and stabbing Simon.
"That was murder." said Ralph quietly.
" Why are you saying that, of course it was an accident." I said it but I didn't believe it. I knew that it was dark and there was a storm. But knowing Jack, it didn't matter how dark it was. He might not have known it was Simon but even if he did, that wouldn't have stopped him.

Later on I was awoken by a quiet voice whispering, "Piggy, Piggy." Immediately I thought of the beast. "Piggy, come here Piggy," Then my heart shook. My lungs tightened and I started gasping for air. I would suck in as hard as I could but my lungs would only close up more. My chest felt smothered with pressure even though nothing was actually there. The beast was here. It came for me. Then three bodies came inside our shelter. The fear of the beast was gone but my asthma wouldn't stop. I tried to be gesticulate and show Ralph that I was having trouble breathing but me motioning had no use in the dark. I could here people fighting but I could see nothing. Then it stopped. The six silhouettes turned to three. It had been Jack and his hunters. They came for something, but what? I reached to my left for my glasses. I felt around on the sand but my hand came back empty. They took my specs. I thought silently. 

Blog 8-Finally Free

I should have known to stay back when the  pig head talked to me. But when it said that there would be fear back at the beach it wasn't exactly convincing. I thought I was imagining it and after I fainted I barely remembered what happened. But once I saw the man at the top of the hill I knew I had to go back to the group. 

I stood up next to the dead man trying to figure out the way back. It was then that I heard someone shout an inaudible chant. I stumbled down the side of the mountain. I made my way through the clearing and into a suffocatingly dense forest of trees and tendrils. As the storm grew louder and rain started to trickle I thought about the man with the parachute.  How had they thought it was a beast. There savage instinct had taken over. Just like the devil inside of that pig head. I vowed to never become savage and to never give in to the fear that had taken over the rest of the boys. I would be strong and steadfast. If it meant I had to leave the group I would. I would leave for nature. 

 As I made my way down the hill the chant got louder and louder. I felt frightened but I couldn't stop. Not after seeing that there really was no beast all along.  I had to save the rest of the boys from this fear. But I had to tell Ralph. I had come to notice Jack always corrected Ralph if he said that the beast was not real. He always made sure all the hunters and all the other littluns knew about the beast. That they knew the beast was dangerous and that the only one that will protect them is Jack. Suddenly the chant became clear. Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood! I fell out of the forest and crawled towards a circle of boys. 

"The thing on the mountain. It's a dead man." I cried. My voice was tremulous. The faces started to blur. The paint on their faces becoming one with the island. A tornado of colors slowly swarming in towards me. Then I felt a ping. Then millions of pains around my body. Then suddenly I was gone. As if I fainted again. But this time, forever. 

I look back on that night and I am thankful . I watched the corruption happening, Jack becoming leader.  Ralph becoming savage. That was the end of civilization on the island and the way I see it, I have left to be with nature. 

Blog 7- The Beast

The boys all huddled around a littlun. Kill the pig, cut his throat, Bash him in! I walked up to the crowd pushing to see who was inside. It was Robert. He was crying and sniveling. "Stop it!" he shouted. I pushed through the circle; but the layers of people seemed infinite. I had to get in this fight. I saw Jack holding up his knife as if he was about to pierce it through Roberts heart. Deep down inside I didn't want him to do it. But i chanted along anyways. Kill him, Kill him! I pushed people aside to get through to the inside layer. Jack had to see me chanting along with him. He had to be proud that I was like him. I spotted Ralph chanting with the rest of the group. He had an angry look on his face. A chill ran through my spine. Ralph was supposed to be the one making sure no one acted like this. I secretly was glad when Ralph became leader. But I have to act like Jack; or else he'll turn against me. And honestly, I'm scarred of Jack. I wish so much that we could be like how Ralph said. But now that he too is becoming savage. I took a breathe and tried to forget about Ralph. I continued shouting, Kill him! Kill him! I could tell my voice sounded uncompromising, it sounded as if I really didn't want to be part of this. 

Later on me and Ralph where sitting, waiting for Jack to come back down the mountain. Suddenly he appeared, panting, with sweat dripping down the sides of his face. "I saw it." He said. The look on his face changed to from terrified to serious when he saw me looking at him in disbelief. "Come on, I really saw it, let's go," He said trying to sound sage. I followed him up the mountain with Ralph behind me. My stomach turned upside down as we made our way up the mountain. What if it is real? What if it kills them and I'm left to fight it? Or, what if i kills me? Thoughts ran through my head. Ralph and Jack were talking about what the beast could be. Ralph was trying to convince him that he  imagined it. "I saw a thing bulge on the mountain" Jack said. Ralph started talking again. I blocked out his voice and thought about what sort of a beast might bulge. 

"A frog." I said. 

We climbed up the mountain under the impression that the beast was just a frog. I blundered and almost fell into a covert. I stumbled but kept walking up the mountain. When we started getting close to the top we decided to get down on our hands and knees. We clambered forward but then stopped when we saw a giant black hump. It was taking place of a gap that was in the rocks before. A big gust of wind came as the ape-like thing lifted its arms. So there really is a beast. I thought as my stomach dropped

Blog Quest 3- Hunt

Blog quest 4- Hunt

To the tune of Shout-Tears for Fears

Written and sung by Sianni and Gala

Hunt:

CHORUS:

Hunt, hunt, let it all out 

these are the things Jack cares about

come on, im hunting a pig,  come on

CHORUS

In desperate times

you shouldn't go hunt a pig

On this island

Jack really ought to know

This signal fire

That took so long

you let it die

you shouldnt have go hunt a pig

CHORUS

We made a fire

And it return you let it die

There was a ship

I hope we live to be rescued

I hope we live to be rescued

CHORUSx3

Blog Quest 1- Interview with Jack

Interview With Jack

Me: What was going through your head when you first found out you where stranded on an island?

Jack: All the other boys where really scared. I was one of the happier ones. With no rules to follow I could do whatever I wanted. I am also very brave so I don't need my parents. Some of the littluns cry at night, they are afraid of a beast. But I have nothing to be afraid of, with my hunting skills I will be able to survive on this island even if I am the only one.

Me: How did you react to Ralph becoming leader instead of you?

Jack: I don't think it was fair. All the other boys thought Ralph would be a good leader only because he was the one who blew the conch. just because he found it they all listen to him. I think I should be leader. If only I had as much of a chance as Jack to speak to the boys before they voted, I would have won.

Me: Why is hunting pigs so important to you?

Jack: When I hunt it is not only giving people food but it is fun and it shows others that I too can be powerful. When I hunt it shows the littluns that I can protect them. It shows them that I can be a hero. This is one reason why I hunt. Also, I hunt because it is fun for me. Since Ralph wants everyone to do something for the group, I use hunting as an excuse. i say that i do it so everyone can get meat. But i really do it for power and fun.

Me: What would you do differently than Ralph as a leader to make things better?

Jack: If I was leader, which I should have been, I would let my choir hunt and have as much fun as we wanted while everyone else would make us homes and find us food other than what we would hunt. Ralph has made so many wrong decisions. Making us use the conch for talking was one of them. He is getting so worked up over having order when all everyone wants to do is have fun or be savages. Ralph is also really focused on getting us off this island. Why would we want to leave? This place is great. There are no parents, no adults, no rules (besides stupid ones Ralph makes but no body follows.) , and no school.

Me: If you could go back in time and be at the signal fire instead of hunting and possibly be rescued, would you?

Jack: No I wouldn't. If we kept the fire going and we got rescued, then ralph would be a hero. People back at home would know that it was Ralph who thought of the fire, Ralph who made sure it kept burning, and Ralph who kept the group alive. I want to kill pigs, kill the beast, and be made leader. Once I am powerful, maybe then we can return home. But, I do like the freedom we have here on this island.