Araby (Joyce): Difference between revisions
Created page with "{{written by AI}} {{Summary | Title = Araby | Author = James Joyce | Literary form = short story | Year of publication = 1914 | Microsummary = A young boy became infatuated with a girl and promised to bring her a gift from a bazaar. He struggled to focus on daily life, and when he finally attended the bazaar, he left empty-handed, feeling foolish and angry. }} {{Start of text}} On a quiet street in Dublin, a young boy lived with his aunt and uncle. He spent his days p..." |
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| Year of publication = 1914 | | Year of publication = 1914 | ||
| Microsummary = A young boy | | Microsummary = A young boy developed a crush on his friend's sister and promised to bring her a gift from a bazaar, but arrived late and left empty-handed, feeling disillusioned and angry. | ||
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A young boy lived on a quiet street in Dublin, where he spent his days playing with his friends and attending school. He developed a crush on his friend Mangan's sister, and every morning, he would watch her from his window and follow her to school. He had never spoken to her, but her presence consumed his thoughts. | |||
{{Character | {{Character | ||
| Name = Narrator | | Name = The Narrator | ||
| Description = young boy; infatuated with | | Description = young boy; infatuated with his friend's sister; imaginative, naive | ||
| Emoji = | | Emoji = 👦🏻 | ||
}} | }} | ||
{{Character | {{Character | ||
| Name = Mangan's Sister | | Name = Mangan's Sister | ||
| Description = | | Description = object of the narrator's affection; graceful, alluring | ||
| Emoji = | | Emoji = 👧🏻 | ||
}} | }} | ||
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| Text = Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand. | |||
{{Quote| | | Context = The narrator describes his infatuation with Mangan's sister and how her name would come to him in moments of intense emotion, even though he didn't fully understand his feelings. | ||
}} | }} | ||
One | One day, the girl spoke to the boy and asked if he was going to the Araby bazaar. He was unsure, but when she mentioned that she couldn't go due to a retreat at her convent, he promised to bring her something if he went. The boy's thoughts were filled with fantasies of the bazaar and his crush, making it difficult for him to focus on school and daily life. | ||
The boy | |||
On the day of the bazaar, the boy reminded his forgetful uncle about his plans to attend. His uncle eventually gave him the money, and the boy set off for the bazaar, excited to find a gift for the girl. However, when he arrived, it was already late, and most of the stalls were closed. He wandered around the dimly lit hall, listening to the conversations of others and feeling out of place. | |||
As he approached a stall with porcelain vases and tea sets, the young lady working there spoke to him, but her tone was unenthusiastic. He declined to buy anything and continued to wander the bazaar, feeling increasingly disappointed and disillusioned. Eventually, the lights went out in the upper part of the hall, and the boy was left standing in darkness, feeling like a creature driven and derided by vanity, his eyes burning with anguish and anger. | |||
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Latest revision as of 15:27, 25 June 2023
A young boy lived on a quiet street in Dublin, where he spent his days playing with his friends and attending school. He developed a crush on his friend Mangan's sister, and every morning, he would watch her from his window and follow her to school. He had never spoken to her, but her presence consumed his thoughts.
Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand.
One day, the girl spoke to the boy and asked if he was going to the Araby bazaar. He was unsure, but when she mentioned that she couldn't go due to a retreat at her convent, he promised to bring her something if he went. The boy's thoughts were filled with fantasies of the bazaar and his crush, making it difficult for him to focus on school and daily life.
On the day of the bazaar, the boy reminded his forgetful uncle about his plans to attend. His uncle eventually gave him the money, and the boy set off for the bazaar, excited to find a gift for the girl. However, when he arrived, it was already late, and most of the stalls were closed. He wandered around the dimly lit hall, listening to the conversations of others and feeling out of place.
As he approached a stall with porcelain vases and tea sets, the young lady working there spoke to him, but her tone was unenthusiastic. He declined to buy anything and continued to wander the bazaar, feeling increasingly disappointed and disillusioned. Eventually, the lights went out in the upper part of the hall, and the boy was left standing in darkness, feeling like a creature driven and derided by vanity, his eyes burning with anguish and anger.