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Lord of the Flies

 
Who is the guiltiest?

When I read the book for the first time, without hesitating I would have answered Jack.

However, after reading the book again and watching the movie, I feel that he is not.

Jack's only sin was that he was weak, a coward. In the name of 'chief' he had hid his fear, drawn the line so that he can feel he is different.

When Jack did so the other boys joined so that they can be a tribe; that is how the children are. They must have sensed the same weakness that they all had,

the weakness that they did not want to show to anyone else.


 
The sin Ralph had was that he was too courageous. He could not understand that boys around him had the human instinct of fear in their heart.

Ralph would have been a good leader, if it were not a situation where the boys had to fear.

Eventually, Ralph was hated not because he was against the ideas of the others, not because he witnessed Piggy's death, but because he was the one who did not fear.

With the death of Piggy, the children wanted Ralph to have the same feeling as they did – the fear.

Then the children wanted Ralph away so that they will no longer have to compare themselves, and try to justify themselves.


 
Being courageous is a good quality, a heroic quality.

However, a person cannot be blamed for not being a hero.

Not every person is born a lion; sometimes you are a zebra, or a monkey.

Of course, killing Piggy and Simon due to their childish fear may have been wrong.

However, when you are in a herd of zebra chased by a lion,

you cannot help secretly hoping that a crippled, a youngster, anyone weaker than you, to be caught by the lion

so that you may run safely.

Perhaps you may intentionally leave them behind so that they will earn you some more time.

But should a zebra be called guilty of the others' death?


 
The boys had to face a lion made of their mistakes and fear; they needed to run from it.

So who is the guiltiest? The lion.

Where the Wild things Are

I read the original book when I was young. Back then, I never liked the book because I could not stand the thought of leaving home and joining the monsters.

I guess I was a normal, 'good' kid back then.

Ironically, I could understand Max when I reached the age of 'adult'.

Nowadays I am anxious to leave the safe environment; the safe boundary of school and home. 

I feel that I can be a 'king' in the world of my own.

In fact, when I talk with my friends, I know that I am not the only one to think so.

As 19, I am at the verge of adulthood and childhood.

It is the strange age, a taboo, which belongs to neither side.

In school and home, people expect me to be an adult and a child at the same time.

Sometimes I feel that I myself am the 'wild thing', coming out of an egg.

Sometimes I feel that becoming an adult is getting rid of that 'wild thing'.

 

'Where the wild things are' is the place of adults that can only be understood by the children.

The things there act more like children then the adults.

They fight for ridiculous reasons, and their emotions are unpredictable.

However, although as adults people look down on such attitudes, such actions may be how the world truly is.

When I think of my childhood, it was not always filled with pink bunnies and sweet marshmallows;

I did not have the strength to control myself, and I went through the emotions of loneliness and sadness, emotions that were much deeper and greater than the ones I feel now.

Sometimes I felt jealousy; sometimes I felt hatred.

Reasons for feeling those emotions maybe childish, but these emotions became a basis for how I view and live the world.

I still have those emotions in my life; they are changing into different forms, as max's monsters will change into the monsters he will face in the real world.

The movie 'where the wild things are' is not exactly for children, nor for adults.

I myself am not exactly a child, nor an adult.

As a child, I hated the book. I know that as an adult, I would not have wasted my time watching this movie.

Yet I, the 19 year old I, enjoyed this movie. (At least partly)

Perhaps this is the only time I will.