Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Ralph #2

Piggy and I look around the beach, wondering what happened to the other boys from the plane. Although we couldn’t find any of them, we did find a large pink and cream-colored conch shell, and Piggy came up with the great idea of using it as makeshift trumpet. He convinces me to blow through the shell to find the other boys. Once the boys heard the blast of sound from the shell, they start to straggle onto the beach. The oldest among them are around twelve; the youngest are around six. Among the group is a boys’ choir, dressed in black gowns and led by an older boy named Jack. They march to the beach in two parallel lines, and Jack snaps at them to stand at attention. The boys taunt Piggy and mock his appearance and nickname

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