A Story
A Story
Story By: Dylan Thomas
This is humorous story. The narrator tells the story from a
child’s point of view. The story is about a day’s trip to the porthcawl but the members of the trip never reached there. The incident happened when the narrator
was young and happy. The narrator of this story is a child. He presents the
adults world from a child’s point of view.
The narrator lived with his uncle and his uncle wife. The
uncle was big and noisy but his wife was small and quiet. She was so small that
she could hit her husband only if she stood on a chair. Every Saturday night
at half past tennis uncle would lift her. Up uncle his arm onto a chair in the
kitchen so that she could heat him on the head with whatever she found which
was always a china dog.
The uncle owned a shop in front of his house. When the uncle
and his friends were there it was too congested. One day his uncle and his
uncle’s friends made a plan for outing. The aunt asked the uncle to make choice
between her and the outing on Saturday. He choose outing. Next week on the Saturday morning, they found that aunt had gone to her parents. The boy found
a note in the kitchen in which there was written,” there’ some eggs in the
pantry. Take your shoe off before you go to bed this shows that she loved her
husband very much. What she disliked must his drinking habit. She also disliked
his friends.
On Saturday morning, despite his friends objection, uncle
took the boy with him. The narrator got various aspects of these grown up men
revealed that day once they started off, they had left old a Jones realized
that he forget his false teeth. He needed them to smile whenever the bus passed
the public house, Mr. Weazley would cough like goat and would stop and drink at
every public house, they saw the way.
The boy heat to guard the bus. They drank and ever gambled.
Mr. Jones won onion in cards. They cracked vulgar jokes. While coming out from
one of the pubs. They felt it was getting late and without reaching to their destination, porthcawl, they returned home while returning. The narrator was
drifting to sleep against uncle’s mountainous waistcoat will sentry was shouting
who goes there? Looking at the moon.
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