We analyze and study literature in order to see different perceptions people have and even make our own perceptions. We study TTTC because there are lots of aspects of the novel that go deeper than first look and it really gets the reader's brain to think about what parts of the story symbolize and mean.

2. How are we affected by literary texts in various ways? How are we impacted by TTTC?
We are affected by literary texts because some texts make reader's see the writings in a different way and it helps them make their own interpretations. Readers get a look into how others perceive things, widening their knowledge of how others feel and experience certain things. Personally, TTTC has impacted me because it gives a look into how the war affected peoples minds during the war and what their experiences made them feel.

3. In what ways is meaning constructed, negotiated, expressed and interpreted in TTTC?
In TTTC meaning is contructed, negotiated, expressed, and interpreted through the use of the author's style. O'brien uses elongated sentences in order to convey that the war is a long and ongoing process. He uses lots of symbolism throughout the text in order to convey the meaning.


4. How does the structure of style of TTTC affect its meaning?
The structure of style affects the meaning of TTTC by telling his stories as if he is telling a past friend, almost like catching up, in order to give that affect that what he is saying is the truth of what he experienced and felt. He has a deep emotional tone at times which truly shows the affects that the burdens they had carried really changed them.

He stepped back and shot it through the right front knee.

The animal did not make a sound. It went down hard, then 

got up again, and Rat took careful aim and shot off an ear. 

He shot it in the hindquarters and in the little hump at its 5

back. He shot it twice in the flanks. It wasn't to kill; it was 

to hurt. He put the rifle muzzle up against the mouth and 

shot the mouth away. Nobody said much. The whole pla-

toon stood there watching, feeling all kinds of things, but 

there wasn't a great deal of pity for the baby water buffalo. 10

Curt Lemon was dead. Rat Kiley had lost his best friend in 

the world. Later in the week he would write a long personal 

letter to the guy's sister, who would not write back, but for 

now it was a question of pain. He shot off the tail. He shot 

away chunks of meat below the ribs. All around us there was 15

the smell of smoke and filth and deep greenery, and the eve-

ning was humid and very hot. Rat went to automatic. He 

shot randomly, almost casually, quick little spurts in the 

belly and butt. Then he reloaded, squatted down, and shot 

it in the left front knee. Again the animal fell hard and tried 20

to get up, but this time it couldn't quite make it. It wob-

bled and went down sideways. Rat shot it in the nose. 

He bent forward and whispered something, as if talking to a pet, 

then he shot it in the throat. All the while the baby buffalo 

was silent, or almost silent, just a light bubbling sound where 25

the nose had been. It lay very still. Nothing moved except 

the eyes, which were enormous, the pupils shiny black and 

dumb. 

Rat Kiley was crying. He tried to say something, but then 

cradled his rifle and went off by himself. 30

The rest of us stood in a ragged circle around the baby 

buffalo. For a time no one spoke. We had witnessed some-

thing essential, something brand-new and profound, a piece 

of the world so startling there was not yet a name for it. 

Somebody kicked the baby buffalo. 35

It was still alive, though just barely, just in the eyes. 

"Amazing," Dave Jensen said. "My whole life, I never seen 

anything like it." 

"Never?" 

"Not hardly. Not once." 40

(O’Brien 75-76)

yond translation." Fossie could not understand her because she does not fit the norms that he believed in. Baby buffalo represents the soldiers youth and/the war itself.
"On the Rainy River" O'brien's self-contradicting thoughts of his morals. Syntax found in the extract "How to Tell a True War Story".

inning with this chapter?

Bitter was the day, I say,

When the lyncher's rope

Hung about my neck,

And the fire scorched my feet,

And the oppressors had no pity, 5

And only in the sorrow songs

Relief was found.

That day is past.

I know full well now

Only my own hands, 10

Dark as the earth,

Can make my earth-dark body free.

O, thieves, exploiters, killers,

No longer shall you say

With arrogant eyes and scornful lips: 15

“You are my servant,

Black man—

I, the free!”

That day is past—

For now, 20

In many mouths—

Dark mouths where red tongues burn

And white teeth gleam—

New words are formed,

Bitter

With the past 25

But sweet

With the dream.

Tense,

Unyielding,

Strong and sure, 30

They sweep the earth—

Revolt! Arise!

The Black

And White World

Shall be one! 35

The Worker's World!

The past is done!

A new dream flames

Against the 

Sun! 40

Did you ever walk into a firehouse

With the water turned up full blast

Did you ever walk toward police guns

When each step might be your last?

Did you ever stand up in the face of snarling dogs 5

And not move as the dogs came?

Did you ever feel the tear gas burn

Your day, your night, your dawn?

Your dawn

When the water’s a rainbow hue,                        10

Your dawn

When the guns are no longer aimed at you,

Your dawn

When the cops forget their jails, 

Your dawn 15

When the police dogs wag their tails,

When the tear-gas canisters are dry,

Your dawn

When you own the star in the sky, 20

Your dawn

When the atom bomb is yours—

Your dawn

When you have the keys to all doors—

Your dawn 25

Will you ever forget your dawn?

It is shown that there are different points of views of the characters throughout the text and the use of analepsis and prolepsis gives readers a first hand view into what had happened in the past. 

Time and Space

In this book, it is essential for there to be an abundance of historical context or else the readers will not truly understand the overarching meaning of the text.

then hurried down the steps, he believed the undecipherable language 

clamoring around the house was the mumbling of the black and 

angry dead. Very few had died in bed, like Baby Suggs, and none 

that he knew of, including Baby, had lived a livable life. Even the 5

educated colored: the long-school people, the doctors, the teachers, 

the paper-writers and businessmen had a hard row to hoe. In addition 

to having to use their heads to get ahead, they had the weight of the 

whole race sitting there. You needed two heads for that. Whitepeople 

believed that whatever the manners, under every dark skin was a 10

jungle. Swift unnavigable waters, swinging screaming baboons, sleeping 

snakes, red gums ready for their sweet white blood. In a way, he 

thought, they were right. The more coloredpeople spent their strength 

trying to convince them how gentle they were, how clever and loving, 

how human, the more they used themselves up to persuade whites 15

of something Negroes believed could not be questioned, the deeper 

and more tangled the jungle grew inside. But it wasn’t the jungle 

blacks brought with them to this place from the other (livable) place. 

It was the jungle whitefolks planted in them. And it grew. It spread. 

In, through and after life, it spread, until it invaded the whites who 20

had made it. Touched them every one. Changed and altered them. 

Made them bloody, silly, worse than even they wanted to be, so 

scared were they of the jungle they had made. The screaming baboon 

lived under their own white skin; the red gums were their own. 

Meantime, the secret spread of this new kind of whitefolks’ jungle 25

was hidden, silent, except once in a while when you could hear its 

mumbling in places like 124. 

look into Norman Bowker extract or Kurt Lemon dying, showing the trauma that the soldiers went through.

It gives insight on how Columbian culture was a bit more centered around machismo and marianismo socially back then and how important honor is to their culture.

"Sunday"
"Evening"
"Weiter"
"The Tulip"

-pg.3
-pg. 37
-pg.54
-pg. 102
-pg. 194
pg. 245
pg. 281

I believe Satrapi's work Persepolis could connect to all the other works that we have read this year. Specifically, this book could connect to the hypocrisy in

How does Persepolis connect to our world today?
We as the human race still face many of the hardships Satrapi faced. Races still face racial discrimination, war, hypocrisy, and loss of cultural identity.