Once More To The Lake Analysis

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A Walk in the Park The branches of the tree rustled gently in the wind, threatening to knock me from my hideaway. If I made one misstep or grabbed the wrong branch, I would tumble down onto the solid ground below. From my perch in the tree, I could see everything in Brueton Park, the park near my childhood home in Solihull, England. There was the massive pond with the ducks that I was constantly feeding, the ice cream man that knew me by name, and the lush green grass that seemed to go on forever. I spent dozens of Sunday afternoons climbing up the sturdy limbs of my beloved tree, playing with my father and sister without a care in the world. The affection that I felt for this park mirrors the way that E.B. White felt about his lake, as he describes in his essay, “Once More to the Lake”. Both my park and his lake were places of “peace and goodness and jollity” (White 672), where we could be carefree, spirited children. I had created so many unforgettable memories at Brueton Park, and it was a place of happiness and stability in a childhood of uncertainty and constant change. My parents moved me from England to America when I was six, and I did not return to my park until twelve years later. While White’s return to his lake forced him to recognize his own mortality, my return to my park resulted in a …show more content…

During my last visit to my childhood park, I was disheartened to see how much had changed in a place that was supposed to be timeless and secure, and I realized that the evolution of Brueton Park had destroyed the last remnants

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