Monday, October 27, 2008

Dialectical Journal (pg 31)

Pg. 31
Quote: The men of the farm dragged me into the mud of the livestock pen and nailed me to the hide board the size of a door, driving tanning spikes through both my palms.

I just couldn't believe how crude these men can be. Just because this man tried to steal a goose, he got his hand nailed to a giant board and his legs lashed. How the author put it into the book really brought it to life and made me remember that this was really how things worked back in that time. All I could think of was the word, "OUCH."

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