Monday, November 4, 2013

Written Task on The Great Gatsby

Rationale

In Part 4 of the course, we are doing a detailed study of F.Scott Fitzgerald’s novel, The Great Gatsby. Throughout this novel, despite the fact that Gatsby holds raucous parties, readers are given the impression of Gatsby’s remote connection to the public. Fitzgerald writes Gatsby as an unpredictable isolated figure in which society seems to be curious about. Therefore, the objective of this written task is to introduce Gatsby to the public and society.

In order to do this, I will write Gatsby’s statement to the press conference where the character himself will reveal his true stories to the public. I have chosen this type of text because it will allow me to express my creativity in creating new a storyline in addition to what Fitzgerald has written. In this case, Gatsby will be answering questions about his life and in particular about his love, Daisy.

From having done the written task, I’ve learned how to be creative in twisting the plot around. Furthermore, I have also gained a better understanding of Gatsby’s character because I mostly wrote from Gatsby’s perspective. In this case, I learned to analyze and think of how Gatsby would respond to certain questions that the news reporters ask. I now also fully understand the relationship between the two lovers and why Fitzgerald makes Gatsby act in a certain way when he encounters Daisy. Because love plays a huge role in Gatsby’s character, I’ve discovered that love can sometimes be the major driving force in shaping a person’s life.


Written Task

The room was filled a cacophony of clicking shots and yelling voices as Gatsby made his way through the crowd to the table before us. As he reached the table, he bowed to all of us and took a seat as his two bodyguards stood behind him.

“Good morning, good morning people! I am glad to see that all of you are here to attend my announcement for the press today. Now please calm down and take a seat everyone,” he said.

The room turned from a busy market into a complete silence.

“Now let me make a formal introductory speech to all of you guests and news reporters who came to my event today.” Gatsby paused for a second and glanced around the room.

“Welcome everyone, I invited you all today because I have the intention to answer the questions that you may have about me. I have heard of many different kinds of rumors that went spiraling for years ever since I’ve started to hold big parties and celebrations. I don’t want wrong gossips about me to spread so I am gladly here today to tell you the story of my life. Not only that, I will also leave time for questions at the end.”
  
News reporters took notes of his words and video taped his speech.

“Now let me start,” Gatsby said.

“I was born to a deadly poor family in the Midwest of America. I had lived in the prairie grass of the vast isolated land where millions of twinkling stars filled the night skies. Initially, I was given the name of James Gatz.”

When I turned 17, I became deadly tired of the impoverish lifestyle I’ve adopted for years. I ran away from home, leaving my deadly poor parents behind, to aspire for the life I imagined mine’s to be. I knew that I had to run far away from the place I grew up to forget my past, and I ended up in a small town in Minnesota.

That time, I reminisce, all I had with me were my clothes and 15 cents that I have collected from the streets as I made my way to Minnesota. I was more than hungry but I knew that 15 cents wouldn’t buy me even a bottle of water. I had no choice but to sleep the lonely night in the large, cold city. I wandered around the vast area of America without knowing where I am heading or what I am getting into. All I knew was that I had the greatest desire to find a better life.

It was in the afternoon of May 1984 that I went to walk along the shore and saw a drunk man in the middle of a rainstorm in the water of Lake Superior. I remember that the old, rotund man was out there in the deep sea alone without conscious. Without a second thought, my strong sense of humanity drove me out into the sea to rescue him. His name was Dan Cody.

Dan Cody was a very honorable man. He was a very very honorable man. Because he knew that I ran out of money and I didn’t have a place to go, he offered to raise and embrace me as if I was blood-related to him. Never had I thought that he would be such a great impact in my life that triggered me to become a new man in the midst of fatigue and lethargy. He is more than words can describe. Without him, I won’t be the person I am today, Jay Gatsby.

To think back, I was such a brave but senseless man to sail out into the dark ocean to risk my life for someone else that I didn’t even know.  To me, it appears as if God had set out paths and that I was destined to meet him.

Though I lived the rest of my life with the honorable Dan Cody, I was cheated of wealth and legacy after his death. I became poor once again.  

At that point in life, I was recruited into the army and I had attended a house party one night where I came across the most heart-striking woman I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Her body was as white as porcelain when the stroke of sunlight hit her skin. Never before had I seen such a smile as graceful as hers or the eyes as charming as hers.

At that time, I knew that I could neither resist myself from taking my eyes off of her nor resist myself from following her upstairs. The night passed by quickly as she looked into my eyes and as I wrapped my arms around her. I knew that things were going far from what I intended but I couldn’t help but spend the night memorably.”

Gatsby looked up with nostalgic eyes as he was telling his story about his woman. He seemed to be lost in the bliss of his own life that he continued to ramble on for hours. The crowd grew bored and tiresome of his love story.

“May I ask who that mysterious woman is?” interrupted a news reporter.

The crowd roared with boastful demands. Gatsby stopped and looked straightly into the crowd.

“Ahh….ermm…..She is Daisy Gatsby.”

Daisy Gatsby?” the crowd fired back with astonishment. “This seems absurd! We have never heard of this name before in the entire town. We have only heard of Daisy Butchanan!”

Gatsby’s eyes grew red with furious and anger.

“I said Daisy Gatsby! How could my woman be linked to the Butchanans?  You are out of your mind! Now please don’t confuse my woman’s name with anyone else’s. SHE IS DAISY GATSBY”, said Gatsby with a loud and affirmative voice. He continued, “Now will you please excuse me? This is the end of my announcement for the press. Thanks for attending everyone.”

Without listening to the guests’ demands of further questions, Gatsby stood up and walked hastily out the door. Left puzzled and confounded, the guests in the room quickly rushed out after Gatsby but it was too late, he jumped onto his Rolls Royce and disappeared into the road.