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Jeanette and brain set the lab on fire

"Then he pointed to the top of the fire, where the snapping yellow flames dissolved into an invisible shimmery heat that made the desert beyond seem to waver, like a mirage. Dad told us that zone was known in physics as the boundary between turbulence and order. "It's a place where no rules apply, or at least they haven't figured 'em out yet," he said. "You all got a little too close to it today."

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Mr. Tallman will go over these symbols:

Christmas - there are 3: Christmas #1, Christmas #2, and Christmas #3

Thanksgiving

Fire, continued - add posts to the ones here

The Desert, continued - add posts to the ones here

The Glass Castle, continued - add posts to the ones here

Take notes as he discusses them. Ms. Masil can help if you need it.

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What is the Glass Castle? What does it represent for Jeannette at the beginning of the book?

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What is the Glass Castle? What does it represent for Jeannette at the beginning of the book?

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It's a giant house father is going to build one day everyone will be happy

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it represents that the struggle can make you better 

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it represents that the struggle can make you better 

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a machine her dad is inventing that will invent gold

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a machine her dad is inventing that will invent gold

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Joshua Trees adapt to the environment, in a bad environment

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Joshua Trees adapt to the environment, in a bad environment

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Jeanette's mom thinks the tree is beautiful; Jeanette thinks it's ugly

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represents the Walls family who try to find gold, they don't achieve it or have it yet, the gold = a better life

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You have to adapt
It's good to have struggle
The mother thinks the wind makes them beautiful

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- Jeannette caught on fire
- Jeannette is fascinated by fire
- Dad said she beat the fire once, so she's not afraid now

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where there family spend the night and find the tree

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Permanence, being happy with what you have

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"Once the fire was out and the sodden, burned tree lay smoldering on the floor, we all just stood there. No one tried to wring Dad's neck or yell at him or even point out that he'd ruined the Christmas his family had spent weeks planning—the Christmas that was supposed to be the best we'd ever had. When Dad went crazy, we all had our own ways of shutting down and closing off, and that was what we did
that night."

The family ignores Rex's behavior (remember the sandstorms in the desert?). The family just puts their heads down and get through it. Fire is the turbulence in life (like her alcoholic father, poverty, hunger, etc.), where the cold air is the calmness of life (like her fancy apartment, the artwork at her apartment).

Boundary between turbulence and order is what Jeannette needs to find.

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Lori catches on fire fire is destructive maybe fire bad times, hard times

The cold air represents...
The "sweet spot" is...

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"Lori was lurching around the living room, her
eyebrows and bangs all singed off and the smell of burned hair in the air. She had used kerosene to try
to get the fire going better, and it had exploded, just like Dad had said it would. Nothing in the house
except Lori's hair had caught on fire, but the explosion had blown back her coat and skirt, and the
flames had scorched her thighs. Brian went out and got some snow, and we packed it on Lori's legs,
which were dark pink. The next day she had blisters the length of her thighs.
"Just remember," Mom said after examining the blisters. "what doesn't kill you will make you stronger."
"If that was true, I'd be Hercules by now," Lori said."

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Jeanette's dress catches on fire in the first chapter

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"One day soon after Brian was born, we were short on cash, so Dad pawned Mom's big diamond wedding ring, which her mother had paid for, and that upset Mom. After that, whenever Mom and Dad got in a fight, Mom brought up the ring, and Dad told her to quit her damn bellyaching. He'd say he was going to get her a ring even fancier than the one he pawned. That was why we had to find gold. To get Mom a new wedding ring. That and so we could build the Glass Castle."

It represents something they will do when they find gold. It represents something they will have when they find gold. It represents something they will build when they find gold.

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p83 evidence (Billy making fun of Jeannette for her dad)

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p83 evidence (Billy making fun of Jeannette for her dad)

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""Aw, now, don't go get all highandmighty on me," Billy said. "Don't go and try and pretend you're better than me. 'Cause I know your daddy ain't nothing but a drunk like mine."

I hated Billy at that moment, I really did. I thought of telling him about binary numbers and the Glass Castle and Venus and all the things that made my dad special and completely different from his dad, but I knew Billy wouldn't understand."

The Glass Castle is something that makes her dad special.

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in WV, there are big plans to build the Glass Castle

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The Glass Castle is a dream that Jannette hopes will happen. It's a symbol for dreams.

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they keep dreaming of a big house, the dad keeps promising a castle, she keeps hope that this will happen

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Her dad is like the glass castle, fragile, and I relate the castle to his addiction, he always says that he will biuld the castle but never biuld, same thing to his addiction.

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The Glass Castle represents hopes and dreams for the future

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desert might be a metaphor for the way Jeanette's family lived

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Mom had grown up in the desert. She loved the dry, crackling heat, the way the sky at sunset looked like a sheet of fire, and the overwhelming emptiness and severity of all that open land that had once been a huge ocean bed. Most people had trouble surviving in the desert, but Mom thrived there. She knew how to get by on next to nothing. She showed us which plants were edible and which were toxic. She was able to find water when no one else could, and she knew how little of it you really needed. She taught us that you could wash yourself up pretty clean with just a cup of water. She said it was good for you to drink unpurified water, even ditch water, as long as animals were drinking from it. Chlorinated city water was for nambypambies, she said. Water from the wild helped build up your antibodies. She also thought toothpaste was for nambypambies. At bedtime we'd shake a little baking soda into the palm of one hand, mix in a dash of hydrogen peroxide, then use our fingers to clean our teeth with the fizzing paste.

I loved the desert, too. When the sun was in the sky, the sand would be so hot that it would burn your feet if you were the kind of kid who wore shoes, but since we always went barefoot, our soles were as tough and thick as cowhide. We'd catch scorpions and snakes and horny toads. We'd search for gold, and when we couldn't find it, we'd collect other valuable rocks, like turquoise and garnets. There'd be a cool spell come sundown, when the mosquitoes would fly in so thick that the air would grow dark with them, then at nightfall, it turned so cold that we usually needed blankets.

There were fierce sandstorms. Sometimes they hit without warning, and other times you knew one was coming when you saw batches of dust devils swirling and dancing their way across the desert. Once the wind started whipping up the sand, you could only see a foot in front of your face. If you couldn't find a house or a car or a shed to hide in when the sandstorm started, you had to squat down and close your eyes and mouth real tight and cover your ears and bury your face in your lap until it passed, or else your body cavities would fill with sand. A big tumbleweed might hit you, but they were light and bouncy and didn't hurt. If the sandstorm was really strong, it knocked you over, and you rolled around like you were a tumbleweed.

When the rains finally came, the skies darkened and the air became heavy. Raindrops the size of marbles came pelting out of the sky. Some parents worried that their kids might get hit by lightning, but Mom and Dad never did, and they let us go out and play in the warm, driving water. We splashed and sang and danced. Great bolts of lightning cracked from the low-hanging clouds, and thunder shook the ground. We gasped over the most spectacular bolts, as if we were all watching a fireworks show. After the storm, Dad took us to the arroyos, and we watched the flash floods come roaring through. The next day the saguaros and prickly pears were fat from drinking as much as they could, because they knew it might be a long, long time until the next rain.

We were sort of like the cactus. We ate irregularly, and when we did, we'd gorge ourselves. Once when we were living in Nevada, a train full of cantaloupes heading east jumped the track. I had never eaten a cantaloupe before, but Dad brought home crates and crates of them. We had fresh cantaloupe, stewed cantaloupe, even fried cantaloupe. One time in California, the grape pickers went on strike. The vineyard owners let people come pick their own grapes for a nickel a pound. We drove about a hundred miles to the vineyards, where the grapes were so ripe they were about to burst on the vine in bunches bigger than my head. We filled our entire car full of green grapes—the trunk, even the glove compartment, and Dad piled stacks in our laps so high we could barely see over the top. For weeks afterward, we ate green grapes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

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innocence of children, having a childish perspective of her father, she doesn't see her dad's weaknesses.

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Jeanette is an adult in NYC, wants to make Christmas special

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understanding & acceptance of her father

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understanding & acceptance of her father

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she is lying about her life

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the desert is a metaphor for Jeanette and her siblings

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the desert is a metaphor for Jeanette and her siblings

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it made them stronger, and it gave them their scars

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a life that is more free a kind of paradise

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the glass castle is just a dream that is never gonna happen

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Fire suggests turbulence, while the cold air represents order.

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Fire suggests turbulence, while the cold air represents order.

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The boundary between fire and cold air, the blue on the flame, represents the balance Jeannette needs to have of turbulence and order.

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gives the kids stars - shows things that last

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The holidays are a metaphor for Jeannette's changing relationship with her father.

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The holidays are a metaphor for Jeannette's changing relationship with her father.

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This is the thesis of the essay.
example 1: Christmas 1
example 2: Christmas 2
example 3: Thanksgiving/Christmas 3

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teacher version - glass castle symbolism #3

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teacher version - glass castle symbolism #3

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Maureen was too young to remember anything about the desert. She was born there.

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The "foundation" gets filled with the family's garbage.

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The "foundation" gets filled with the family's garbage.

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This compares to the Walls' reality making their dreams more and more challenging to achieve.