Who Is Jack Merridew In Lord Of The Flies
Junah Tep English II Block F Character Analysis: Jack Jack Merridew is the character in Lord of the Flies who represents the dark side of human nature. In the beginning of the story Jack is described as tall, thin, and bony, with red hair and face crumpled with freckles; “ugly without silliness.” Jack starts off with commanding his choir to stand still, thus telling readers that Jack is not just another kid, but one who is more of the boss of things. When the mention of a chief comes up, Jack immediately puts his mind to occupy that position. Jack humiliates Piggy by calling him fatty, which starts the eruption of laughter from everybody there. As the story continues, Jack is keen on becoming chief and turns his choir boys to ultimate hunters who frequently
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I stumble across the sand towards two figures. They are bigger than me and one of them is definitely bigger than me. I am a sturdy and fair looking boy who is walking towards them with my clothes torn and my face covered with a sticky mess of fruit I’ve recently found fallen from tree. My trousers are lowered from my trip to use the bathroom near a tree and I only remember pulling them back halfway. I jump off the palm terrace ad my trousers fall to my ankles. I ignore it and step out of them into the platform. The very big boy helps me to my feet. The normal one continues to blow the conch when I dimly hear shouting in the forest behind me. I squat in front of the normal boy and stare up at him brightly and vertically. I slide my pink thumb into my mouth. The big boy looks down at me and asks for my name and I give him my answer. I hear the big boy repeat my name and shout it to the normal boy, who did not respond because he was still blowing the conch. Signs of life were now visible on the beach. Boy dirty and small like me settle around and the normal boy introduces himself to everybody as Ralph. A boy with a stern looking face commands his choir to
I stumble across the sand towards two figures. They are bigger than me and one of them is definitely bigger than me. I am a sturdy and fair looking boy who is walking towards them with my clothes torn and my face covered with a sticky mess of fruit I’ve recently found fallen from tree. My trousers are lowered from my trip to use the bathroom near a tree and I only remember pulling them back halfway. I jump off the palm terrace ad my trousers fall to my ankles. I ignore it and step out of them into the platform. The very big boy helps me to my feet. The normal one continues to blow the conch when I dimly hear shouting in the forest behind me. I squat in front of the normal boy and stare up at him brightly and vertically. I slide my pink thumb into my mouth. The big boy looks down at me and asks for my name and I give him my answer. I hear the big boy repeat my name and shout it to the normal boy, who did not respond because he was still blowing the conch. Signs of life were now visible on the beach. Boy dirty and small like me settle around and the normal boy introduces himself to everybody as Ralph. A boy with a stern looking face commands his choir to