(May 30, 2006)
Life is full of unexpected surprises. There are many opportunities when one can secretly wish for something exciting to happen – something out of the ordinary. The real surprise is when the wish unexpectedly comes true. I never believed that something like this could ever happen to me; such a thing that would make me stop and look back at the events in awe. I think you would agree that something as simple as being lost in the forest for less than ten minutes should have no influence on my life. If you do agree, that makes both of us wrong.
Throughout my childhood, I loved the wild. My family and I would always go for a walk in the downtown forest of Coote’s Paradise. There were many times I thought of what could happen if we were to lose our way from the trail and have to live off of the land until we found our way back to civilization. I thought it would be the greatest experience ever.
As my brothers and I grew older, we continued to go for these walks with our parents but the dreams of living in the forest I soon forgot. That’s when it happened. We decided to take a different path off the main trail. Before I knew it, the path had disappeared and no one in my family could tell where we had come from. It was so unexpected. It gave me a feeling of excitement that can’t be described. Everything in the forest seemed different. The trees were a deeper shade of green. The birds chirped in a different tone. Vines covered almost every inch of the ground. One part of me never wanted this moment to end. I felt completely free from the stress of my life outside of the woods. It was this moment that I realized that I would much rather stay here for the rest of my life than go back to society.
I think that another reason that I felt carefree was because my parents didn’t panic. They took the situation under control and headed for any open area in hopes to find a map (many of these maps were found throughout the grounds, telling you where you were). From my point of view, at the time, it seemed as if they were excited as I was about losing our way. In the end, it only took my parents ten minutes to find such a map and we were back on the trail in no time.
An experience like this made me think about my place in life. I’m the type who loves seeking out adventures. When we were lost, I realized that I had everything I would ever need with me – my family. They’ve always supported me in everything I do. This experience made me realize that families need to stick together; you don’t realize how much you need them until, for a moment, you think they’ll be the last people you see for the rest of your life.
It’s incredible how much a simple thing like being lost in a forest for ten minutes will affect your outlook on life. Things like not being able to find your way back to where you came from make you appreciate the little things in life. Looking back on the day, I realize now that it was fate. Moments like that are few and far between and should be taken as a lesson. Surprises like this were, and always will be, an unexpected gift for all.
Anarchism in Albert Camus' Short Story, The Guest Essay
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Anarchism in Albert Camus' Short Story, "The Guest"
[[ "The Guest" is a small story which can usually be found in a compilation of Camus' works or in a World Literature anthology. Here, I have used the translation of "The Guest" found in the Norton Anthology of World Literature, 5th Edition. Since this is a critical essay on a particular story, it assumes that the reader has read the story. I do not believe that it will be nonsensical if you have not read "The Guest" yet, but I do encourage you to read the story so the ideas I put forth can be understood better in their context. ]]
It is my firm belief that the individual is the key to understanding human existence; further,…show more content…
For example, the very fact that Daru has separated himself from society by taking the teaching post in the desert demonstrates the idea of Individualism. He must free himself from the constraints of a smo- thering civilization by moving to a region which is completely open, bounded only by the horizon and the sky. Camus wishes to show that only when a man realizes that he can be distinct and separate from the whole of humanity is he capable of becoming whole within himself. The forcing of the prisoner into Daru's care shows the unwanted and unrequested obligations which governments thrust upon individuals. When
Balducci tells him that he must take the Arab to the prison in Tinguit, the teacher can hardly believe the officer is telling him the truth.
After he realizes that the people in power expect him to follow their orders, Daru is almost Cain-like in his objection, "'The orders? I'm not... I mean, that's not my job'" (1898). Certainly, such a reply does remind the reader of Cain's reply to God after the murder of Abel: "I am not my brother's keeper." However, this is not the intent of Camus.
Daru is not the killer; the Arab is the one who has committed murder.
It would be more appropriate to consider Daru as Seth, the new