Painted Faces And Long Hair

Jack gathers up all the hunters to tell them his new hunting strategy: using colored clay and charcoal to mask their faces from being seen. Jack commands all his hunters, including Sam n' Eric, who are currently in charge of the fire duty at the time, to join in a hunt. Ralph and I spot a ship in the distance and we are confident that the ship will she us and spot our smoke signal. But, what we did not know, was that the fire had gone out, being left to die in its own smoke. When Simon points out and tell us that there is no smoke, Simon and Ralph and I hurry up to the mountain to see the reason for this. By the time all three of us have reached the dead fire, the ship is gone, and with it, some hope of being rescued. Thats when Jack and his hunters come in, marching up to the dead fire, with the body of a dead pig. Jack and Ralph start yelling at each other about the death of the fire, and how they let it die for the sake of the hunt. Jack kind of apologizes but Ralph is still angry with him. The uneasy environment eases up somewhat as we eat the roasted pig. the hunters explain the story of how they caught it, and kind of re-enact how it happened. In response to this almost scary performance, Ralph announces an assembly on the platform immediately.

Huts On The Beach

Jack, alone on a pig hunt, attempts to catch a pig, in order to make up for his inability to kill one before. Of course, he is unable to do so, and frustrated that his day's hunt has ended yet again without a kill, I see him run from the jungle, to the place where Ralph and Simon are working on building shelters. I see that Ralph is expressing his frustration, That all the boys said they would help build shelters, only Simon actually is here with him, helping him with the shelters. All the other boys are off playing, bathing, or hunting with Jack, even though Jack and his hunters have no been able to catch a pig for meat and food. Ralph yells at them, trying to explain the need for sturdy shelters, while Jack insists that he and the other boys need meat. I can start seeing several differences in the leadership values, buts its nothing I, Piggy, can do. The yelling makes both boys uncomfortable and none of them really know how to act to this. All I can think about is that I can start seeing things slowly drifting apart. People are starting to separate, or become too carefree of the fact that we are in fact stranded on an island, and we don't have the time to be playing around, but we need to be looking for ways to get ourselves rescued. People are already acting like we have to stay here forever. We need to change the way we are thinking, or we may never get out....

Fire On The Mountain

At the meeting it was decided that there would be a rule involving speaking and the conch. Only the boy holding the conch can speak, and only Ralph can interrupt the one who holds the conch. After that, a process for order is established. After that, I take the conch so I can make the point that no one knows our location, meaning that we may be on the island for a long time. After this, the group of the littlest boys push a small kid forward to describe the "beastie" he saw in the woods the night before. People just shrug it off as the kids over reactive imagination. Ralph offers reassurance that they will definitely be rescued, mentioning that they'll need a signal fire to attract passing ships and planes. At the word fire, Jack immediately takes over the group, leading a charge up the mountain to start a fire. Ralph attempts to maintain order, but everyone rushes after Jack, so Ralph follows, too. I end up following last, angry at the behavior of my peers. On the mountain, we find a huge patch of dead wood and start a fire, using my glasses. A huge bonfire that quickly burns itself out is what happens when the fire is lit. Jack volunteers his hunters to maintain a signal fire. Suddenly, in the midst of a complaint that no one will let me talk, I see that we've started a forest fire. I yell at the other boys for their lack of common sense in not first building places were we can sleep, for the nights here are not going ot be the easiest. But people do not listen to me too much. I further scold them for causing not only the waste of fire wood that could have been used, but also the possible death of some of the little ones, down hill, since some of them had been playing in the area that was over taken by the rapidly moving fire. Then Ralph has the nerve to blame me. Really! Me! He said it was my fault for not keeping track of the children in the first place. I can't believe this.

The Sound Of The Shell

My name is.... My nickname is Piggy. I wear glasses, and have bad asthma that stops me from doing a lot of the things I love. My life was normal. Until the day the plane crashed. I woke up in some sand by some forest. I saw a boy, who looked like he was only slightly older than me. I came over to him, and told him who I was. The name Piggy stuck. I told him he could use it, just that I wouldn't enjoy is he told everyone about it. He decided to go swimming, but I decided against it, again on account of my asthma. While he was swimming, I saw a conch shell. I told Ralph(That was the older boys name) to grab it, and bring it up. I remember a child next door to me use to have a conch shell, and he pain ever so much for it. Then I remembered something useful. He blew in the conch and made a beautiful sound. After a few minutes of explaining, Ralph was finally able to do the same thing that the boy back home could. He could make it sound so loud and beautiful. Thats when, out of the forest, more boys came out at the sound of the conch. After a few minutes we had a gathering of quite a bit of people. Some were small children, covered in a mess of sticky fruit, and others were slightly younger then Ralph. But it did seem that Ralph was the oldest. Thats when a boy, and his choir, came. The boy in the front identified himself as Merridrew. Ralph called him Jack. At first, he kept a very pompous attitude, until one of his members collapsed, and everyone split up and began meshing with the group. Little groups start forming. Theres the group of the little ones, then the group of slightly bigger boys, and after that there are people who are looked at as leaders, Ralph,Jack,Simon, And I. Ralph assembles the boys to discuss their situation and vote on a chief. Ralph is voted chief. Ralph suggests that Jack remain in charge of the choirboys, making them hunters. Jack's anger is slightly dulled by having authority of the choir boys. As the assembled boys identify themselves, Ralph reveals my nickname before I can establish my real name. So now everyone calls me Piggy. Even after I told him not to tell people about it. But it seemed like it did lighten the mood, so my misery was not all at loss. Ralph forms a search party to establish that they are, in fact, on an island. Jack agrees to tag along, and shows everyone that he actually has a sheathed knife! What a great finding! Thats when they decide to exclude me from their adventure. Im hurt to be excluded from the search party, and Ralph belittles me by giving me the job of taking the names of all the boys who stay back on the beach. When they come back, they say the island is uninhabited, and is in fact an island. Then Ralph tells us that there are pigs, and that Jack failed to kill one. Jack then swears he will kill one, and everyone keeps quiet. I just watch from a distance. Then, it is night, and everything is over  as quickly as it started.