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Two faces of america by carlos bulosan

The Face in the Pool the story of Echo and Narcissus Zeus had been going down to earth to hang out with the nymphs. Every time Hera Zeus' wife came down to see him, Echo- one of the nymphs- distracted her so she wouldn't see Zeus. Once Hera found out that Echo had been tricking her she cursed her, so that she would never say the first words, only the last.

Narcissus was a man who was very vain. One day he was hunting in the forest. Echo saw him and followed him because he was so beautiful. Narcissus heard her and said "Who are you?

Echo goes to live in a cave. Later Narcissus finds a pool, and he sees his own reflection in it and falls in love.

He dies while sitting there. Echo hears from the cave. And then Narcissus turns into a beautiful flower. My Father's Tragedy It was one of those leanyears of our lives. Our rice field was destroyed by locusts thatcame from the neighboring towns. When the locusts were gone, weplanted string beans but a fire burned the whole plantation.

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Mybrothers went away because they got tired working for nothing. Mother and my sisters went from house to house, asking forsomething to do, but every family was plagued with some kind ofdisaster.

The children walked in the streets looking for the fruitthat fell to the ground from the acacia tree. The men hung on thefence around the market and watched the meat dealers hungrily. Wewere all suffering from lack of proper food. But the professional gamblers had money. They sat in the fish houseat the station and gave their orders aloud. The loafers and otherbystanders watched them eat boiled rice and fried fish with silverspoons. They never used forks because the prongs stuck betweentheir teeth.

They always cut their lips and tongues with theknives, so they never asked for two faces of america by carlos bulosan If the waiter was new and heput the knives on the table, they looked at each other furtivelyand slipped them into their pockets.

They washed their hands in onebig wooden bowl of water and wiped their mouths with the leaves ofthe arbour trees that fell on the ground.

The rainy season was approaching. There were rumors of famine. Thegrass did not grow and our carabao became thin. Father's fightingcock, Burick, was practically the only healthy thing in ourhousehold.

Its father, Kanaway, had won a house for us some threeyears before, and Father had commanded me to give it the choicestrice. He took the soft-boiled eggs from the plate of my sisterMarcela, who was sick with meningitis that year. He was preparingBurick for something big, but the great catastrophe came to ourtown. The peasants and most of the rich men spent their money onfood. They had stopped going to the cockpit for fear of temptation;if they went atall, they just sat in the gallery and shouted at thetop of their lungs.

They went home with their heads down, thinkingof the money they would have won. It was during this impasse that Father sat every day in ourbackyard with his fighting cock. He would not go anywhere. He just sat there caressing Burick and exercising hislegs. He sapt at his hackles and rubbed them, looking far awaywith a big dream. When Mother came home with some food, he went tothe granary and sat there till evening.

Sometimes, he slept therewith Burick, but at dawn the cock woke him up with its majesticcrowing. He crept into the house and fumbled for the cold rice inthe pot under the stove.

  • It wasthe favourite haunt of snails and shrimps;
  • Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip?
  • I put the snails andshrimps in a pot and sat on the bench;
  • While we boys and girls played and sang in the sun, his children stayed inside and kept the windows closed;
  • He sat on a log inthe backyard and started caressing his fighting cock.

Then, he put the cock in the pen and slepton the bench all day. Mother was very patient. But the day came when she kicked him offthe bench.

He fell on the floor face down, looked up at her, andthen resumed his sleep. Mother took my sister Francisca with her. They went from house to house in the neighbourhood, pounding ricefor some people and hauling drinking water for others. They camehome with their share in a big basket that Mother carried on herhead.

Father wasstill sleeping on the bench when they arrived. Mothertold my sister to cook some of the rice.

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She dipped a cup in thejar and splashed the cold water on Father's face. He jumped up,looked at Mother with anger, and went to Burick's pen. He gatheredthe cock in his arms and went down the porch. He sat on a log inthe backyard and started caressing his fighting cock.

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  2. What are the short stories of Carlos Bulosan? When the locusts were gone, weplanted string beans but a fire burned the whole plantation.
  3. Father also tested the cock of Burcio.
  4. Then I went home.
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Mother went on with her washing. Francisca fed Marcela with someboiled rice. Father was still caressing Burick. Mother was mad athim. Father saw her in time. He ducked and covered the cock with his body.

The wood struck him. It cut a hole at the base of his head. He got up and examinedBurick. He acted as though the cock were the one that was hurt. Helooked up at Mother and his face was pitiful.

Mother looked sharply at me. I thought she would cry. Shetucked her skirt between her legs and went on with her work. I randown the ladder and went to the granary, where Father was treatingthe wound on his head.

I held the cock for him. Come back right away. Weare going to town. I plunged into the water in my clothes andswam with Burick. I put some water in my mouth and blew it into hisface. I ran back to our house slapping the water off my clothes. Father and I went to the cockpit. It was Sunday, but there were many loafers an gamblers at theplace.

There two faces of america by carlos bulosan peasants and teachers. There was a strange manwho had a black fighting cock. He had come from one of theneighboring towns to seek his fortune in our cockpit. His name was Burcio. He held our cock above his head and closed oneeye, looking sharply at Burick's eyes.

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He put it on the ground andbent over it, pressing down the cock's back with his hands. Burciowas testing Burick's strength. The loafers and gamblers formed aring around the, watching Burcio's deft hands expertly movingaround Burick. Father also tested the cock of Burcio. He threw it in the air andwatched it glide smoothly to the ground.

  1. Then I went home. Our rice field was destroyed by locusts thatcame from the neighboring towns.
  2. They went from house to house in the neighbourhood, pounding ricefor some people and hauling drinking water for others. Come back right away.
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He sparred with it. Theblack cock pecked at his legs and stopped to crow proudly for thebystanders. Father picked it up an spread its wings, feeling thetough hide beneath the feathers.

The bystanders knew that a fight was about to be matched. Theycounted the money in their pockets without showing it to theirneighbours. They felt the edges of the coins with amazing swiftnessand accuracy. Only a highly magnified amplifier could have recordedthe tiny clink of the coins that fell between deft fingers.

Thecaressing rustle of the paper money was inaudible. The peasantsbroke from the ring and hid behind the coconut trees. They unfoldedtheir handkerchiefs and counted their money.