Sunday, October 16, 2016

Raymond Carver\'s Cathedral

Maya Angelou once said We abandon our ignorance to prevail upon us and retain us think we git survive unsocial, solely in patches, al wizard in groups, alone in races, even alone in genders (Goodreads, 2015). Prejudice is infatuated feelings, opinions, or attitudes, especially of a hostile nature, regarding an ethnic, racial, social, or unearthly group (Prejudice, n.d.). Prejudices take galore(postnominal) shapes and forms in todays society. In Raymond Cavers brief story Cathedral we guess a story that some(prenominal) can relate to.\nAs the story begins, we meet ternion characters, the fibber, his married woman and her friend, Robert. Robert and the narrators wife first met one summer in Seattle. She compulsory money and Robert needed soulfulness to read to him since he was dodge. She was employ on the spot. After on the job(p) together that summer they became sizeable friends, Making tapes and mailing them put up and forth to each other (Lynn, p408). After Ra ymonds wife dies, he is invited to spend the nighttime with the narrator and his wife on his way to his dead wifes relatives. The narrator wasnt looking forward to Roberts visit and was jealous of their relationship, I wasnt enthusiastic round his visit. He was no one I knew. And his being ruse bothered me (Lynn, p408). The only affaire the narrator knew somewhat dip people was what he intentional from the movies, The blind moved soft and never laughed (Lynn, p408). The narrators disgust for Robert showed, even afterwards his arrival to their home.\nIt wasnt until they were feeding dinner that the narrator started having a change of heart about Robert. I watched with admiration as he used his lingua and fork on the shopping center (Lynn, p412). At dinner the narrator finally started seeing Robert as a person and not as a blind man. After dinner they went into the donjon room to catch up and chat with each other. The narrator thought Robert was getting tired, so he turne d on the television. After watching the n...

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