I would like to tell you a story “The last leaf” written by O. Henry. William Sydney Porter (September 11, 1862 – June 5, 1910), known by his pen name O. Henry, was an American writer. O. Henry's short stories are known for their wit, wordplay, warm characterization and clever twist endings. None of his stories can leave the reader cold blooded. All the stories have deep sense, make you debate a matter in your mind and have a lot of humorous affects at the same time.
But the story I`ve read can`t make you burst of laughing. This story has very strong background. At the first sight you don`t have enough to discuss but if you think a little you`ll see that the story has a very profound meaning and make you feel proud of people`s actions.
The text under analysis is titled “The last leaf”. This story is about two young ladies, Jonsy and Sue, who were fond of art and lived together in a studio. Johnsy had fallen ill and was dying of pneumonia. She watched the leaves fall from a vine outside the window of her room, and decided that when the last leaf would drop, she would die too.
An old, frustrated artist named Behrman lived below Johnsy and Sue. He had been claiming that he would paint a masterpiece, even though he had never even attempted to start. Sue went to him, and told him that her friend was dying of pneumonia, and that Johnsy claimed that when the last leaf would fall off of a vine outside her window, she would die. Behrman scoffs at this as foolishness, but—as was protective of the two young artists—he decided to see Johnsy and the vine.
In the night, a very bad storm comes and wind was howling and rain was splattering against the window. Sue closed the curtains and told Johnsy to go to sleep, even though there had been still one leaf left on the vine. Johnsy protested but Sue insisted on doing so because she didn`t want Johnsy to see the last leaf fall. In the morning, Johnsy wanted to