![]() The author provides plenty of evidence to support the main idea. When White first arrives at the lake he expects to have the same joy he felt from when he visited when he was younger. The author, White, returns to a lake in Maine, which he had visited with his father years before when he was younger. ![]() Therefore, sometimes their memories reflect and mirror their children’s present. Thesis: In this story, the thesis the author shows us is that we all eventually grow up. The structure, emotion, and the language used demonstrates that many people’s past memories, past experiences, past lives, resemble some of moments in the present. White successfully demonstrates all three criterions: Structure, Emotion, and Language. One can hear the dragonflies resting on their rods (White 300). The essay is a story of White and his son revisiting his childhood vacationing spot and how the passage of time since his previous visits has a relentless hold on him as White comes to accept his own mortality. The reader can smell and one can almost taste the fresh water, as White inhales in the scent through his nose…underneath the rowboat (White 300). The understanding of the passage of time is the main theme in the essay of Once More to the Lake by E.B. The reader’s hearing suddenly deadens when the line is being read. They stared silently at the tip of their rods (White 300). The language is effective because of the way it awakens the spirit of the reader, when the words opens the soul to relate to the author’s views. The reader’s mind artificially allows him or her visually place themselves in the bedroom, smelling the scent of the wood, and feeling the wind that blows the scent into the room. ![]() The language evokes the natural senses: seeing, hearing, tasting, smelling, and feeling. White language allows the reader to envision the texture the wood activating the human’s natural senses. Whites story Once More to the Lake is about a man who revisits a lake from his childhood to discover that his life has lost placidity. “how the bedroom smelled…lumber it was made of…the wet woods whose scent entered…the screen” (White 299). ![]()
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