Darl Darl is in Jackson now, all by his-self. There is the nurse and others there but noone chooses to talk to him. He is left out. He is shunned yet again by others. He stares at a wall, ever smiling, ever laughing. There is so much white being worn.
It almost blinds me. And the sun, it is so bright. Its like the barn on fire. The flames leaping from the roof, the smoke pouring out of the wooden barn doors. And he laughs even more historically.
The orderlys come running from their post to settle him down. It takes two of them. Darl is a strong man. Stronger than Jewel is, stronger then Dewey Dell. They are the ones that should be in here. They should be suffering with me.
They should be suffering for what they have done. For what they have done between Addie and I. I want Addie. I want her to love me. I remember when she took me camping when I was eight.
I hated the camping part but I loved to ride the horses. We only stayed outside while it was daylight but it was the best time of my life. We rode through the woods and along the river. I like horses. I wish Addie was here. She has the horses that we ride.
There was a gold and a white one. I had the gold one and Addie looked like a queen when she rode the white one. The orderlys had me tied down to the bed. I look at the ceiling now. I picture the horses. Darl starts to laugh harder and harder.
The bed starts to shake. I will get Jewel for sending me here. Its all his fault. He took away the horses. He took away Addie and now he has taken everything I know away from me. Darl just can t stop laughing.
The Essay on "The Rocking-Horse Winner" By D.H. Lawrence
In the short story of “The Rocking-Horse Winner”, a boy named Paul is gifted in picking the winners in horse races. He currently is concerned about obtaining money to earn his mom’s love. The moral of this story is about luck and money. Paul’s mother introduces her speech about how lucky people are always rich. Afterwards, in the end, Paul tells her he is a lucky one. There ...
His bold voice is heard throughout the building. The halls echo in deranged clamor. With his mouth wide open, and his face red with passion, tears start to roll out of the edge of his eye. He can feel the tears go into his ears, into his hair and wet everything inbetween the two. The light shines in my face now. My eyes dry up and my hair is wet.
I see some people in the room. They look at me and move their lips but nothing comes out. The world is silent now so that I can even hear my own laughter. The world is so silent that I can hear Addie. She is in Jefferson now, riding the horses with Jewel. She is above the rest, on top of her big horse waving good bye to everyone, then she looks at me and turns.
She gallops away and into the light.
