Amita Bose
February 26, 2009
Freedom:
A Paragraph about the theme of The White Heron
TS The White Heron, by Sarah Orne Jewett, tells the tale of a young girl named Sylvia and what she experienced when a young man came to her, seeking help in his hunt for the elusive white heron. TS This short story possesses many themes, but the one that truly jumped of the pages and into my mind and heart, was the thought that freedom must be cherished and preserved. SD The white heron that was hunted by the young ornithologist was an uninhibited bird; free to fly with “steady sweep of wing and outstretched neck”, whenever it pleased. CM Sylvia saw the heron in its natural habitat at the crack of sunrise, as a faint pink stained the sky, and the bird flew majestically in the dawn of a new day. CM Only after observing this event did Sylvia realize how treasured the bird’s freedom was, and she took it upon herself to protect the heron’s secret. SD In the same manner, Sylvia came precariously close to losing her freedom to the young ornithologist, who stumbled upon her grandmother’s house as he was searching for the white heron. CM Sylvia was drawn to the young man, and she fancied that she could even love him. CM She was willing to abandon her freedom in order to “[follow] him and [love] him as a dog loves”. CM Eventually Sylvia realized that to follow the man would be a grave mistake, and she chose to cherish her freedom instead. SD Lastly, Sylvia found freedom at her grandmother’s house, which was located in the middle of endless woodlands. CM She felt trapped in the manufacturing town she lived in before, and the towering buildings that hid the sunlight and glorious woodlands made her crave for the open, unblemished expanses of New England. CM Only when Sylvia came to her grandmother’s house did she feel liberated as she roamed the sunlight pastures, watched the woodland creatures scurry in the brush, and heard the sweet calls of spring birds. CS The elegant words and beautiful sentences of The White Heron, weave together to form this message: treasure and relish freedom.
February 26, 2009
Freedom:
A Paragraph about the theme of The White Heron
TS The White Heron, by Sarah Orne Jewett, tells the tale of a young girl named Sylvia and what she experienced when a young man came to her, seeking help in his hunt for the elusive white heron. TS This short story possesses many themes, but the one that truly jumped of the pages and into my mind and heart, was the thought that freedom must be cherished and preserved. SD The white heron that was hunted by the young ornithologist was an uninhibited bird; free to fly with “steady sweep of wing and outstretched neck”, whenever it pleased. CM Sylvia saw the heron in its natural habitat at the crack of sunrise, as a faint pink stained the sky, and the bird flew majestically in the dawn of a new day. CM Only after observing this event did Sylvia realize how treasured the bird’s freedom was, and she took it upon herself to protect the heron’s secret. SD In the same manner, Sylvia came precariously close to losing her freedom to the young ornithologist, who stumbled upon her grandmother’s house as he was searching for the white heron. CM Sylvia was drawn to the young man, and she fancied that she could even love him. CM She was willing to abandon her freedom in order to “[follow] him and [love] him as a dog loves”. CM Eventually Sylvia realized that to follow the man would be a grave mistake, and she chose to cherish her freedom instead. SD Lastly, Sylvia found freedom at her grandmother’s house, which was located in the middle of endless woodlands. CM She felt trapped in the manufacturing town she lived in before, and the towering buildings that hid the sunlight and glorious woodlands made her crave for the open, unblemished expanses of New England. CM Only when Sylvia came to her grandmother’s house did she feel liberated as she roamed the sunlight pastures, watched the woodland creatures scurry in the brush, and heard the sweet calls of spring birds. CS The elegant words and beautiful sentences of The White Heron, weave together to form this message: treasure and relish freedom.
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