Discuss the element of hope in the novel ,"The old man and the sea"
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| The old man and sea (sea living entity) |
Ans:“Man dies when he loses hope". It is the hope that keeps us alive.
For eighty-four days, old man had not caught any fish. A young man,
Monolin had shared his bad fortune but after the fortieth luckless day,
the boy’s father told his son to go in another boat. From that day,
Santiago worked alone. Each morning he rowed his skiff into the Gulf
stream where the big fish were. Each evening he came empty-handed.
The
boy loved the old man and pitied him. Manolin had no money of his own.
Santiago had enough fresh bait for his lines. The old man accepted his
kindness with humility that was like a quiet kind of pride. At night
alone in his shack, Santiago dreams of lions on the beaches of Africa
where he had gone on a sailing ship years before. He no longer dreamed
of his dead wife.
On the eighty-fifth day, Santiago rowed out of the harbour in the cool dark before dawn. After leaving the land behind him, he set his lines. Two of his baits were fresh tunas the boy had given him, as well as sardines to cover his hooks.
The lines went straight into deep dark water. As the sun rose, he saw other boats towards shore, which was only a low green line on the sea. A hovering bird showed him where dolphins were chasing some flying fish, but his shoal was moving too fast. The bird circled again. This time Santiago saw tuna leaping in the sunlight.
A small one took the hook on his stern line. Hauling the quivering fish aboard, the old man thought it a good omen.
Toward noon, a marlin started nibbling at the bait which was one hundred fathom down. The fish did not surface instead, it began to tow the skiff to the northwest. Although he was alone and no longer strong, he had his skill and knew many tricks. He waited patiently for the fish to tire. The old man shivered in the cold that came after sunset.
When something took one of his remaining baits, he cut the line with his sheath knife. Once the fish lurched suddenly, pulling Santiago forward on his face and cutting his cheek. By dawn, his left hand was stiff and cramped.
The fish headed northward there was no land in sight. Another strong tug on the line sliced Santiago's right hand. Hungry, he cut strips from the tuna and chewed them slowly while he waited for the sun to warm him and ease his cramped fingers. That morning the fish jumped. Seeing it leap, Santiago knew he had looked the biggest marlin he had ever seen.
Then the fish went under and turned toward the east. Santiago dragged sparingly from his water bottle during the hot afternoon.
In spite of ail hardships, the old man never loses his hope and continued his struggle to achieve his goal. We can say that novel is full of elements of hope. As the Santiago says, “I will try it as long as I have the oars and the short club and the tiller.”
On another occasion, when the marlin could pull the skiff downward into the water, the old man was very careful and says,
“We are joined together and have been since noon. And no one to help. And no one to help either of us. I wish I could see him to know what I have against me."
B.A punjab university 2014
English paper A (first group)
On the eighty-fifth day, Santiago rowed out of the harbour in the cool dark before dawn. After leaving the land behind him, he set his lines. Two of his baits were fresh tunas the boy had given him, as well as sardines to cover his hooks.
The lines went straight into deep dark water. As the sun rose, he saw other boats towards shore, which was only a low green line on the sea. A hovering bird showed him where dolphins were chasing some flying fish, but his shoal was moving too fast. The bird circled again. This time Santiago saw tuna leaping in the sunlight.
A small one took the hook on his stern line. Hauling the quivering fish aboard, the old man thought it a good omen.
Toward noon, a marlin started nibbling at the bait which was one hundred fathom down. The fish did not surface instead, it began to tow the skiff to the northwest. Although he was alone and no longer strong, he had his skill and knew many tricks. He waited patiently for the fish to tire. The old man shivered in the cold that came after sunset.
When something took one of his remaining baits, he cut the line with his sheath knife. Once the fish lurched suddenly, pulling Santiago forward on his face and cutting his cheek. By dawn, his left hand was stiff and cramped.
The fish headed northward there was no land in sight. Another strong tug on the line sliced Santiago's right hand. Hungry, he cut strips from the tuna and chewed them slowly while he waited for the sun to warm him and ease his cramped fingers. That morning the fish jumped. Seeing it leap, Santiago knew he had looked the biggest marlin he had ever seen.
Then the fish went under and turned toward the east. Santiago dragged sparingly from his water bottle during the hot afternoon.
In spite of ail hardships, the old man never loses his hope and continued his struggle to achieve his goal. We can say that novel is full of elements of hope. As the Santiago says, “I will try it as long as I have the oars and the short club and the tiller.”
On another occasion, when the marlin could pull the skiff downward into the water, the old man was very careful and says,
“We are joined together and have been since noon. And no one to help. And no one to help either of us. I wish I could see him to know what I have against me."
B.A punjab university 2014
English paper A (first group)
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