'When I was born to Helen and Jeremiah Land, in 1951, my lungs refused to kick in.
My Father wassn't in the delivery room or even in the building; the halls of Wilson Hospital were close and short, and Dad had gone out to pace in the dame September wind. He was praying, rounding the block for the fifth time, when the air quickened. He opened his eyes and discovered he was running - sprinting across the grass toward the door,
"How'd you know?" I adored this story, made him tell it all the time.
"God told me you were in trouble."
"Out loud? Did you hear Him?"
"Nope, not out loud, But He made me run, Reuben. I guess I figured it out on the way."
...
When Dad skidded into the room, Dr. Nokes was sitting on the side of the bed holding my mother's hand. She was wailing- I picture her as an old woman here, which is funny, since I was never to see her as one- and old Nokes was attempting to ease her grief. It was unavoidable, he was saying; nothing could be done; perhaps it was for the best.
I was lying uncovered on a metal table across the room.
Dad lifted me gently. I was very clean from all that rubbing, and I was grat and beginning to cool. A little clay boy is what I was.
"Breathe," Dad said
....
"Reuben Land, in the name of the living God I wam telling you to breathe." (1-3)
This passage helps to get the idea through that this is a religious book. The characters of the book will be religious and believe in God heavily. It also shows that this family is very close if Reuben had heard the story many, many times. The passage said that whenever he heard the story he always thought of him mom as being a old crone, so he must have heard the story multiple times. This passage also helps the reader to realize that this story will be all about someones life. You can assume that it would be Reuben because he said I in the story.
What happened to the mom? She is never mentioned after this point.
What are the three miracles that the father has done?
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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