The Lottery
Sounds of life, and beauty smiles on
Your face, my little sweetheart,
And time to dance, time to sleep,
Time for live . . .
* * *
Thank you very much my dear classmate; Mr. Askari
Thank you for you story, and thank you; you, Shirley Jackson
We have a course in our studying of English Literature called:
Oral Reproduction of Short Stories
Today my friend starts to reproduce famous short story written by Shirley Jackson: The Lottery
After he finished his story I was sad, sad as much as possible
You know, life as shown by that story is empty
We are here to loose, people laugh, everyone gathered, and you, yourself must loose your life for destiny, every thing in our life ended to lost, to the Death.
And I think in that time for my friend that said: how much you are going to pay for your life, for your little dull, your girl?
And know I can say; nothing more than a life, nothing more than my smiles, my breathe, my time, and my hope, and everything related to my soul.
We are here to lost, and if you think that I am losing now, let me do it . . .
Soodaroo
2004-06-02
20:34 PM
