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Tuesday, March 19, 2019

The Old Man And The Sea :: essays research papers

This book takes place in the past and is about(predicate) an old military personnel that loves look foring in the Gulf Stream. The old man was a thin with deep wrinkles in the back of his neck and had scars on his hands from handling the leaning rope. He taught this young male child how to fish and the boy loved him. He even brought him fishing many times. simply the past 84 days the old man had not caught integrity fish. After 40 days of not catching anything the boy left and fished on another boat. The boy still loved him and brought him food and new-fashioned chew out to fish. The old man and the boy always talked about baseball because they both enjoyed it.     One day, the old man was out on the pissing fishing. The w take inher was beautiful, the currents were perfect, and he power saw all birds flying over the water. He knew he had to catch a nice fish today. He saw one of his poles have a jerk so he draw ined it in and it was a bonita fish, wh ich he was goin to use for a nice piece of bait later in the day. The day progressed and he saw a strong big jerk on the pole. He jumped up and held it, tho the fish was not hooked yet. A couple more jerks he felt, but the fish was not taking it. Finally the fish did and he could spirit that it had to be a fish of enormous size. He could not pull it up because it was so strong. He had to hold onto it until the fish was tired and mulish to come up. Then when it would come up, he would take his harpoon and shooter it in the heart so it would die. This fish was taking all the effectuality out of him and it was pulling his skiff farther and farther out. Now he wished that the boy was here with him to helphim pull it up. It was 3 days later until he finally got the fish to jump out of the water. When it did he saw that it was the biggest marlin he ever saw. To regain strength and pull the fish in, he had to eat the bonita that he caught. He ate all of it and it helped his hand that was cut from the

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