The year after Jane had met Thor, Eric had given her a birthday present. The act itself was anomalous; Eric was incredibly forgetful about some things in life. For all the years she’d known him he’d never once remembered her birthday on time. He always made up for his forgetfulness in this department by taking her out for dinner or making other thoughtful gestures. That year in particular, as he presented her with her gift—a small box wrapped in newspaper—Jane had been nothing short of astonished.
The gift itself surpassed anything and everything she could have imagined in generosity from her oldest friend. Lying inside the box was a silver small charm meant for a necklace. Jane had gently grasped it with two fingers and lifted it up for closer inspection. A year ago she wouldn’t have recognized the charm and even if she had, it would have meant nothing. Now, however …
“It’s Mjolnir,” Erik said unnecessarily. “I, ah, found it … after he came. Thor …”
He’d mistaken Jane’s silence for disapproval. In truth, Jane was fighting hard not to burst into tears. It was a thoughtful, compassionate gesture by someone she loved dearly and she knew that no other gift would ever be able to compare. Aware that Eric was growing increasingly distraught by her silence, she turned to him and flashed a brilliant, watery smile. “It’s perfect, Erik. Absolutely perfect.”
He never got a chance to reply because she’d thrown herself at him and encompassed him in a tight, inescapable embrace. Instead he’d patted her back awkwardly, his own eyes a little wet as her tears dampened his shirt.
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Once Jane had made the final decision to go into hiding she’d had to pack quickly. Obviously she wouldn’t be able to take everything—only what could fit in a veh...
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...ant night sky canvas, unpolluted by city lights in this remote rural area. The sky was thick with stars, the lights of which glinted and shone with a crisp, clear light. Her trained eyes made out constellations and mapped clusters as she drove. She’d never in her life seen a night sky as lovely and pure as that which appeared every evening here in the north.
The stars weren’t the only treat for her eyes. In the total darkness the Christmas lights of every house she passed on her way twinkled and beckoned with cheerful seasonal charm. One yard had a number of animals constructed entirely of lights, horses and reindeer that pranced among each other. Other houses were dressed up with careful consideration toward color coordination; a large house artfully illuminated in strands of yellow and blue was so attractive that she slowed her truck in order to get a better look.
After the death of Jane’s parents, her uncle Mr. Reed has taken her in with his family to a mansion called Gateshead Hall. Nine years after Jane uncle has past she has been trapped in Gateshead Hall while suffering the bitter treatment of her aunt Mrs. Reed. Mrs. Reed was resentful of her husband’s favoritism toward Jane and takes every opportunity to neglect and punish her. When Jane is punished by Mrs. Reed she would be sent to the red room by two of Mrs. Reed servants, Bessie and Miss Abbot. The red-room was “a spare chamber, it was one of the largest and stateliest chambers in the mansion” and in this every same chamber is where Jane uncle past (8). Not only did Mrs. Reed treat disrespectfully but her own son, Jane’s older cousin John Reed. John Reed would abuse and punish Jane several times a day, in the words of Jane; “every nerve I had feared him, and every morsel of flesh on my bones shranked when he came near”(4). Everyone would ignore Jane’s plea for help especially Mrs. Reed who would act be blind and deaf on the subject. No one except for Mr. Reed show any love and care for Jane during her childhood in Gateshead Hall. Jane said “I was a discord in Gateshead Hall; I was like nobody there; I had nothing in harmony with Mrs. Reed or her children, or her chosen vassalage” (10). Jane continued by saying that they did not love her not if as little she loved them. Although the family mistreats her, Jane still wished for the atte...
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Matt Ruff uses the protagonist’s tragic flaw to show her true nature. After Jane Charlotte killed the Janitor in her house, she acts in a very unexpected way: “I got sleepy. I mean, the guy was dead- I kicked him a couple times to make sure- so it’s not like notifying the cops was urgent anymore,” (Ruff, 2008, p. 43). The actions
While being an undesirable resident at her Aunt Reed's house, Jane goes through instances that lead her to be very outspoken and intolerant for injustice. Jane gets treated like a repulsive cling on to the family and gets beat around by her cousin John. Jane first begins to show her resistance to injustice when John threw a book at Jane's head. Jane had enough of passive acceptance for the way she was being treated. Jane rushed at John, and after that she realized she is not a helpless little girl. However, she also realized that her deliberate nonconformity to the Reed's concept that Jane “ought to beg, and not live here with gentleman's children like us” will lead her to harsh consequences (12). After Jane's outburst towards John, her Aunt Reed locked her in the red room. The red room was the place that her uncle died in and was rarely occupied after. During her confinement, Jane had a nervous breakdown after seeing a “glowing orb” which was supposedly the spirit of her uncle (19). This incident, while she was still confined to the red room, led her to think intently on the injustices that are placed upon by her relatives. She goes on to remember, “all John Reed's violent tyrannies, all his sisters' proud indifference, all his mother's aversion, all the servants' partiality” (17). These events in he...
“Her face was fair and pretty, with eyes like two bits of night-sky, each with a star dissolved in the blue.” This elaborate simile creates a mental image of the natural beauty of the young princess, Irene, by comparing her eyes to the night sky. The simile also parallels the depth of Irene’s soul to the dark, endless night sky.
A quinceañera receives a gorgeous gift from a family member on her fifteenth birthday, something that she will carry with her forever. In this cultural celebration for our family, it is very important for the father to give his daughter a special jewelry that resembles his love for her on her fifteenth birthday; the way it presents itself, how it would embody her physically, and how it would be carried throughout the years. My father took time and care in choosing the right gift for his princess. The gift that my father gave me was a necklace that touched my heart. It shines when light hits the gold carvings. It glistens in different shades of yellow when the sun comes out. This necklace started as a real gift of nature, so it has some natural variation in the size and shape. Every ornament is unique! The leaf is plated in copper, nickel, and finally gold. The process of the plating leaf into gold made the importance stronger to me, because it is very time consuming. There are two layers of metals applied to the leaf before the gold was applied. These layers help make the leaf very sturdy and long-lasting. It connects to the chain with an oval clip that has small cuts mimicking the shades and shape of a sea shell. The chain has two thin layers of gold crossing together, creating an ong...
We learn that Jane is a young girl who is a victim of emotional and
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Jane Fairfax is a minor character in Emma who is a Bates woman. After Miss Campbell’s marriage to Mr. Dixon, Jane returns to Highbury. Emma, who is the main heroine in the text, shows her dislike towards Jane in many ways. Emma thinks that Jane’s position in society is lower than hers and it is not expres...
bits like this help to shape Jane into a Lady and who she will be when
It seems as if Jane has fallen out of love with Wilson. Wilson is the kind of guy who spends far too much time at work. He knows he should be spending more time at home, but just never could find the time to do so. During the course of their life, they had kids and did everything a normal f...
Standing on the balcony, I gazed at the darkened and starry sky above. Silence surrounded me as I took a glimpse at the deserted park before me. Memories bombarded my mind. As a young girl, the park was my favourite place to go. One cold winter’s night just like tonight as I looked upon the dark sky, I had decided to go for a walk. Wrapped up in my elegant scarlet red winter coat with gleaming black buttons descending down the front keeping away the winter chill. Wearing thick leggings as black as coal, leather boots lined with fur which kept my feet cozy.
It took ten years for Mathilde and her husband to pay off the debt of buying a new necklace. Those ten years were not spent with the luxuries she experienced so many years ago at the party, nor were they filled with the simple things she once owned and despised. She came to know “the horrible existence of the needy. She bore her part, however, with sudden heroism.” When passing her rich friend again in the street, she was barely recognizable. Who she was the day she ran into her friend was not who she was the night she wore that necklace.
...ave me a bright pink gift bag stuffed with shiny silver tissue paper to open. Inside was a shirt that read “I’M A BIG SISTER!” I put the sister shirt on and saw everything differently. “Today marks an important day and you’re going to hold your brother even though you’re nervous, you’re going take responsibility and be the best caring, loving sister you can be”, I said silently to myself.
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