The Possibility of Evil and The Lottery Comparison

The theme of these two stories are very similar, it being how people aren't how they appear. In the Possibility of Evil, We think Miss Strangeworth is this innocent old lady and something else is wrong  with the town....Until we see her writing the evil letters. Then, we realize she's the evil in the town. in The Lottery, we think this lottery is for money, until the end. We learn the "winner" of the lottery actually gets stoned to death, and this tradition happens yearly. Maybe the stoning part is why places up North stopped doing after so long...

What Happened Next

LOOK AT WHAT USED TO BE YOUR ROSES.  Miss Strangeworth read it again, then tightly squeezed her eyes shut. Slowly, she walked to her front door, opened it, and walked outside. She did not see her roses, only holes in the ground, it was like they were just dug up and moved. Even the ramblers weren't there. Horrified, she looked at the street saw and a pile of all her roses, stomped into the concrete. Screaming, she ran over and knelt down in the center of the rose pancake. She picked up all she could and shuffled inside, not being seen for the rest of the day.

Two days later, Miss Strangeworth emerged from her house, and went into town to once again do her daily routine. No one talked to her as she walked. She was met only with glares of hate. She looked down and continued walking. Then, she smelled something familiar. Roses. Looking up, she saw a bouquet of roses in the window of the flower shop. Without looking, she started fast walking across the street to the flower shop. When suddenly, she was hit by a car and sent flying. By the time the ambulances arrived, it was too late. Miss Strangeworth was dead.

Motives

Ms. Strangeworth's motivation to spread lies was to keep everyone under her control. She said that it was her town and if someone was trouble, she ought to know about it. Ms. Strangeworth also said how there was so much evil in people, even in a charming little town like hers, and how it was her duty to keep her town alert as long as evil existed unchecked in the world. I think she's using this method to keep control because it keeps people weak by making their heads full of lies or having them not wanting their "secrets" to get out.

There Will Come Soft Rains Routine

It had been 7 months since the family had bought their new smart house. It had watched them and learned their daily routine. It became robotic, everything was done without question.

7:00 A.M. - The alarm echoes through the house, repeating its chant of "tick-tock seven o' clock, time to get up!" The children got up to get ready, and headed downstairs, as did their parents. By the time they got to the table at 7:10, breakfast was already on the table: eight pieces of toast, eight eggs sunnyside up, sixteen slices of bacon, two coffees, and two glasses of milk. As the family ate, the house repeated the date and the day's events three times.

8:00 A.M. - The house chanted the time -8:00- and hurried the children out the house to school and their parents out to work. Doors slammed, shoes squeaked to get on feet. The house was now empty.

9:15 A.M - It was time to clean. An aluminum wedge scraped the leftovers into the sink and flushed them away, it carried the plates over to be cleaned. Tiny robotic mice darted out of warrens in the walls, vacuuming and dusting the whole house, before vanishing back into the walls.

10:15 A.M. - The sprinklers had turned on outside, hitting the west side of the house and the flowers there.

2:35 P.M. - The house went into entertainment mode. Bridge tables sprouted from patio walls, and playing cards fluttered onto pads in a shower of pips. Music played while the house prepared martinis and egg-salad  sandwiches. It was too bad they would only be enjoyed on the weekends, which today was not,

4:00 P.M. - The tables fold back into the walls.

4:30 P.M. - It was the children's hour. The children's walls transformed. Animals manifested all over the walls in many shapes and sizes. The two children sat on the floor and looked around in wonder at the animals. There seemed to be different ones every time.

5:00 P.M. - The bath filled and emptied many times with hot, clear water for everyone in the house. Even the dog had jumped in for a turn.

6:00 - 8:00 P.M - The family sat around the dinner table as, once again, dinner magically appeared in front of them. A cigar had popped out in front of the fireplace for the father to sit and relax for a bit.

9:00 P.M. - The beds have been heated in preparation for the family to finish  the day.

9:15 P.M. - As the family lay in bed, the house asked Mrs.  Mcclennan what poem she would like to finish the day with. As usual, it was from her favorite poet, Sara Teasdale.

7:00 A.M. - The alarm echoes through the house, repeating its chant of "tick-tock seven o' clock, time to get up!" The children got up to get ready, and headed downstairs, as did their parents. By the time they got to the table at 7:10, breakfast was already on the table: eight pieces of toast, eight eggs sunnyside up, sixteen slices of bacon, two coffees, and two glasses of milk. As the family ate, the house repeated the date and the day's events three times.

Imagery

Five examples of imagery

1-....all the branches filled with invisible snow

2-imagine himself upon the centre of a plain, a wintry, Arizona desert with no house in a thousand miles, and only dry river beds

3- ...of his soft shoes through autumn leaves with satisfaction

4- the street was silent and long and empty , with only his shadow moving

5-....sending patterns of frosty air before him like the smoke of a cigar

Five examples of figurative language

1-tomb-like buildings

2-There was a good crystal frost in the air; it cut the nose and made the lungs blaze like a christmas tree

3-sudden grey phantoms seemed to manifest upon inner room walls...

4-....where the people sat like the dead, the grey or multicolored lights touching their faces

5-....not unlike a night moth....

Vocabulary #2

Doctrine- a particular principle - noun

Heritage- something that comes/belongs to someone by reason of birth - noun

Commiserate- to feel/express sorrow or misery - verb

Indomitable- cannot be subdued or overcome - adj

Rudimentary- primitive - adj

Savoring- quality that affects smell or taste - noun

Voluble- characterized by a ready and continuous flow of words - adj

Wizened- withered/shriveled - adj

Fusillade- a continuous discharge of firearms - noun

Maladroit- unskillful or awkward - adj


The mall doctrine stated that any kids under the age of 10 left unattended will be taken and sold to the circus.

Due to Charlie's heritage, he would one day be the king of Candy Mountain.

Jack commiserated as he climbed the hill to see his village in flames from a dragon.

The indomitable sea horse had killed many sea monkeys while they tried to tame him.

The rudimentary stone spear in the museum was said to be used to kill the world's largest t-rex long ago in a place far, far away.

Jack was savoring the smell of the double chocolate fudge cake, but couldn't eat it because he was dieting.

Voluble Richard would argue and carry on about anything and everything that popped into his head.

The wizened old man would rub gallons of lotion all over his body daily in an unsuccessful attempt to reduce his thousands of wrinkles.