Word Choices

The stranger was a fascinating book. From the beginning, I could tell it would be an interesting read because Meursault starts out nonchalantly saying his mother died. Now, no one can casually say their mother has died. Just thinking that evokes a little emotion from me, but for him, it was easy to say. When most people die, their relatives will cry and remember the good stuff about when they were alive. For example, when I was 9 my grandmother died. At the time I didn't really understand the fact that she was dying. It never really effected me the way it effected my grandpa or my dad. I remember when they told me she passed. I was eating pancakes at a diner with my mom across the street from the hospital. I guess they didn't want me in the room when it happened, but my dad and grandfather came into the diner and sat with me and my mom and they told me what happened. The odd thing was, I wasn't really fazed. Maybe the fact that I knew it was coming mixed with me being so young. When I went home about a couple months later, it finally hit me. When Meursault went insane onto the priest and let out all of his anger at the world in between gasps of air, It reminded me of when I was 9, and I finally realized my grandmother was gone. I had all these emotions running through me, but I forced them down, only to have them be released later in life.