Dear Mom and Dad,I am writing you to inform you that I am very well, I hope you are fine too. I have spent the last few days on a deserted tropical island where our plane was evacuate and shot down. I am now being rescued by a navy officer.
I just wanted to let you know about my experiences that I had on the island. Well when I first reached the island I found it really surreal and beautiful.
The atmosphere was so calm, quiet and peaceful. Then I met a boy called Piggy.
He was very fat, he had very thick spectacles. He also told me that he had asthma.He always used to say my aunty told me not to do this/that. After a few minutes Piggy found a conch shell and showed me how to make a noise with it.
I used the conch to call the other boys from across the island then suddenly a party of choirboys came.
Jack was the leader of choir; he was an arrogant and unpleasant fellow. Then we had a meeting and I was declared as the ruler and Jack and the other choir boys went hunting for something to eat. While the other boys were hunting I was trying to maintain some remnants of civilization.
Later on some of the younger boys believed that they saw a “beastie” on the island. This beast scared all of us. We had many fears on that island, but needed to remember that they could not let us get in the way of what was important to us. We all decided that we needed a fire to survive on the island and came to the conclusion to use Piggy’s glasses as a means of starting it.
We get the fire going, but jack carelessness in containing that fire burnt half of the island. Jack had focused on the hunting aspect of survival, while I concentrated on building shelter so that we could be safe from nature. So later on, Jack went to hunt a pig while Simon (who was a very skinny boy with black hair, he was a loner who often experienced fainting spells. Simon sees beyond the surface of things.
The other boys were indifferent towards him) and I were busy building huts. me and Jack argued over the importance and priorities of what had to be done. One day a ship passed by the island and the signal fire was out. This carelessness was due to Jack’s irresponsibility.
He argues with me, not taking blame for the mishap. He said that hunting is more important, and that it was not his fault that the fire had gone out. I was really angry, all this was because of his immaturity and lack of responsibility, and also because of the jealousy he had for my authority. During our fight Piggy’s glasses were accidentally broken by Jack.
The other boys killed the pig and after killing the pig they started to chant very loud “Kill the pig. Cut her throat.Bash her in.”, then we roasted the pig and feast on it.
The next day, we had a meeting where many important issues were discussed. One of these was the validity of the beastie’s existence. The point was brought up that the beastie was in fact only ourselves. At that meeting, I emphasized the importance of the signal fire.
After this, Jack became even more troublesome, declaring that I was a bad leader. This made me really annoyed. Then after a few days a dead pilot parachutes down to the island.The parachutist landed on the rocks and was his parachute got caught.
He was spotted and labeled the “beast from the air” by the little boys. In response to that, Jack, me and the others set out to hunt that “beast.” While traveling, Jack found a place that he thought would be a good place for a fort, so we began preparation by clearing off the ledge. After the excitement of the pig hunt, the boys gathered and performed a strange tribal dance.
Meanwhile, Simon and I discussed the prospects of being rescued. Simon assured me that he will leave the island alive. Later, the other boys decided to go on another hunt.Soon after, a major argument between me and Jack occurred on the beach.
I was accused of cowardice by Jack and Jack moved to removed me from leader of the group of boys. I was humiliated though, as none of the boys voted for my takeover. I began to cry and run away into the forest. Later Jack and his tribe at their new hideout at castle rock decided to have yet another hunt and kill a large sow; they cut off the pig’s head as a sacrifice for the beast and paint themselves in the pig’s blood.
Simon, alone in the woods thought the head is the Lord of the Flies.Back on the beach, Jack invited the twins, Sam and Eric, me, Piggy, and the littluns to feast with them. After eating, we all gave way to the group madness of the tribal dance and killed Simon, thinking he is the beast. Simon was actually coming to bring news that the “beastie” was a dead parachutist.
Now me, Piggy, Sam and Eric, and the littluns remained alone with our huts on the beach. Jack turned his tribe against me and told the hunters that the beast was only using Simon as a disguise. During that night, Roger and Jack attacked on my hut and stole Piggy’s glasses to create a fire. Piggy, much angered by this incident desired to go to Castle Rock and made Jack give him his glasses back, then me and piggy both went to the castle rock to ask Jack to give Piggy his glasses back.
Despite this, Jack insulted me again and a fight was the result. Roger tries to hit me with a large boulder and instead knocked Piggy off the cliff. In the confusion that results, I was able to escape into the woods. I can’t describe in words how I felt about Piggy’s death I was totally devastated as he was the only one who supported me.
The following day the entire tribe searched to get rid of their last opposition which was me. I was forced to hide in the bushes for a long time. Then I was found by the others and then closely pursued on throughout the island. I was wounded by a spear in the process.
As I was running onto the beach, a rescue ship was sighted and we apparently reverted to our former behavior.So that was my experience on the island, I have learnt so much from these entire incident. Also I am very sad that I have lost one of the really good friends Piggy and Simon.
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