An essay about the Scarlet Ibis
The Scarlet Ibis Essay
The Scarlet Ibis is a story about two young boys, an older brother and a younger one with an unknown disease that enables him to live a normal life. The younger brother was said to be unable to walk, but with the help of his older brother, he did it. One would think that the brother helped Doodle with good intentions, but he didn't, he only helped him because he was embarrassed that Doodle had a handicap and he wanted a normal brother, he didn't help him because he loved him and wanted him to get better.
If I was the brother I would have done the same thing but for different reasons. I would want him to be able to walk and swim so he wouldn't feel like he wasn't normal, so he would be able to do things with his friends when he got older, so he wasn't left out all of the time. What the brother did was definitely one of the best things that ever happened to him, at the same time, he was selfish and helpful.
The brother was unfortunately ashamed of Doodle. He even stated "it was bad enough to have an invalid brother, but having one who was not all the way there was unbearable." It's sad that the brother was so ashamed of him, but because he was so ashamed of him, he encouraged him to walk and learn to swim and other basic things young boys love to do.
The brothers came to love each other and started spending every day together running and laughing at the Old Women Swamp. Even still, the brother tried to kill Doodle, but he couldn't bring himself to do it because Doodle looked up at him and smiled with a faint giggle under his breath. It started to rain so the brother ran inside, Doodle followed and collapsed. Doodles' day had come.
I think what it all comes down to is that the brother is the one that isn't normal. He seems angry and unhappy. By normal I mean the average person, and the average person wouldn't want to kill their brother just because he had a disability, or because he was angry at the fact he was disabled. I think it's
The Scarlet Ibis is a story about two young boys, an older brother and a younger one with an unknown disease that enables him to live a normal life. The younger brother was said to be unable to walk, but with the help of his older brother, he did it. One would think that the brother helped Doodle with good intentions, but he didn't, he only helped him because he was embarrassed that Doodle had a handicap and he wanted a normal brother, he didn't help him because he loved him and wanted him to get better.
If I was the brother I would have done the same thing but for different reasons. I would want him to be able to walk and swim so he wouldn't feel like he wasn't normal, so he would be able to do things with his friends when he got older, so he wasn't left out all of the time. What the brother did was definitely one of the best things that ever happened to him, at the same time, he was selfish and helpful.
The brother was unfortunately ashamed of Doodle. He even stated "it was bad enough to have an invalid brother, but having one who was not all the way there was unbearable." It's sad that the brother was so ashamed of him, but because he was so ashamed of him, he encouraged him to walk and learn to swim and other basic things young boys love to do.
The brothers came to love each other and started spending every day together running and laughing at the Old Women Swamp. Even still, the brother tried to kill Doodle, but he couldn't bring himself to do it because Doodle looked up at him and smiled with a faint giggle under his breath. It started to rain so the brother ran inside, Doodle followed and collapsed. Doodles' day had come.
I think what it all comes down to is that the brother is the one that isn't normal. He seems angry and unhappy. By normal I mean the average person, and the average person wouldn't want to kill their brother just because he had a disability, or because he was angry at the fact he was disabled. I think it's