Wednesday, December 28, 2016

A Very Old Man...by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

A genuinely Old opus with broad Wings, is a accounting from the historied Colombian novelist Gabriel (Gabo) Garcia Marquez. Marquez is cardinal of the most preeminent writers of witching(prenominal) Realism, because in almost completely of his stories he always tries to ordinate that magical and mystical stem turn that his audience loves to read. A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings, is a strange story, because in the small villages of Latin the States rare things happen really often, more than in any(prenominal) other issue of the world. well-nigh say is because of their religious views, others because of how they socialise with each other, or notwithstanding because of the fact that Latin muckle can recollect in so domainy things scarce like they could not believe in anything.\nThe story begins in the month of March in a Latin Caribbean place with a poor family of a very low grad society. Pelayo and Elisenda found an archaic man with wings in their courtyard. The old man became so famous that every bingle thought he was an backer. afterward some time, the holy man got his fame stolen by a woman who was off-key into a spider for having disobeyed her parents. In that moment, the angel loses his reputation tho not his essence, reason which in one day for no apparent reason the marionette decides to leave the village without exploitation any type of tralatitious transportation, because his enormous wings had at last grew back and he was in the long run able to fly again. The notion that humans kind has towards the angel is represented as a decrepit, filthy, soaked, toothless, riddled with parasites and with very human odors. This short story is a parody as it is in a contradiction of the angel; he doesnt decease attached to anyone, his miracles are messy, he ends up sleeping in the shed all large of dirt and crawling from one side to the other, this could represent Pelayo and Elisendas life of economic grimness trying to survive. To achieve this, Marquez describes a courtyard littered with crabs, unbroken rain, ...

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