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Monday, January 23, 2017

A Very Old Man...by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

A truly doddering Man with marvellous Wings, is a story from the non open Colombian novelist Gabriel (Gabo) Garcia Marquez. Marquez is virtuoso of the roughly preeminent writers of Magical Realism, because in almost all of his stories he always tries to put that witching(prenominal) and mystical theme that his hearing loves to read. A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings, is a strange story, because in the mild villages of Latin America elevated things happen really often, more than in both new(prenominal) place of the world. Some feel out is because of their religious views, others because of how they socialize with each(prenominal) other, or even because of the occurrence that Latin people cease believe in so humanityy things just equal they could not believe in anything.\nThe story begins in the month of March in a Latin Caribbean place with a poor family of a very low class society. Pelayo and Elisenda prime an old man with wing in their motor inn. The old ma n became so famous that everyone purview he was an nonpareil. After nearly time, the angel got his fame stolen by a woman who was turned into a spider for having disobeyed her parents. In that moment, the angel loses his reputation but not his essence, reason which in one day for no manifest reason the creature decides to cede the village without using any type of traditional transportation, because his spacious wings had finally grew cover song and he was finally able to fly again. The concept that human kind has towards the angel is represent as a decrepit, filthy, soaked, toothless, riddle with parasites and with very human odors. This perfectly story is a lampoon as it is in a contradiction of the angel; he doesnt get attach to anyone, his miracles are messy, he ends up sleeping in the wander all full of territory and crawling from one positioning to the other, this could represent Pelayo and Elisendas conduct of economic hardship exhausting to survive. To achiev e this, Marquez describes a courtyard littered with crabs, incessant rain, ...

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