My book review

By reading Dubliners, I'm deeply impressed by the vivid description of the musicalair, sophisticated inner thoughts as well as the compact plot which makes it readableEveline, from James Jorce's short novel Eveline, is a tragic character. Within a shortcoverage of only 5 pages, James dug deeply into this girl's life, thoughts and fate.Life is like a libra, you have to weigh it. On the one side, there is the boring dailyrountine of hard work, dull job,father's maltreat, lightless future, the same life traceand poor ending like her mother's. But at least Eveline could have a shelter andenough to eat. On the other side, there is the most attractive unknown future. love from Frank, adventurous life in a new continent, a new world. However, theuncertainty also could drive one frenzy. To start life in a unsecure state, and accept theunsecure love of possibility is not an easy option. Anyone who faces this kind ofchoice would be drown into hesitation, needless to say that it happens in that age, thatplace, to that thoughtful girl, Eveline. Her name is as beautiful as evening. And the story happens to start during a silentnight with an air of Italian melofy. Her tender thoughts adds to the softness of night The memory of the teenage is one of the handful treasure she can bring out and countjoyfully now and then. Besides, her brother is her tender of heart. Even the fewshining points of his despicable father have been carefully kept. Kind, mild, anddiligent, she has inherited all the virtues as well as weakness from her passed-awaymother. However, under the veil of night, there can also be tide water andundercurrent. Youth is the power which fight againsts all those old tradition, thoseugly convetion and all that is of the past. Eveline feels the requirement to love, breathand live a life as she likes. She dreamed to sail on sea, live in a new continent whichmight be of light and hope. Deep from her heart, she cries hard, making a declarationthat her own era is coming. As Eveline draws back at the port, all her careful plan and tired struggle becomevain. She, as the only supporter of the family, cannot release her burden andresponsibility as she supposed. Having responded to her mother's will, she is bondedto a life of tiresome, maltreat and boredom, the typical life of labour-class woman ofthat age.while a new life is waving at her, she does try several times before all her lineof defence collapses. We can see how her decision fluctuates from the description ofthe ship. She used to dream day and night to set on board such a ship representing abright future and happy life. But, at that moment, it becomes a black mass. Theweather is misty while the whistle of the ship is mournful. In such a sadatmosphere,her failure s also our failure, human being's failure.Actually, in our lives, we may act as Eveline sometimes.On one hand, we dreamabout something new, fresh, something which can erase all the old regulation thatmakes us sick.on the other hand, we are not brave enough to embrace a unknown life.though it may be fabulous. Life under control is our lovely, familiar last stray. What'smore, we are too easy to adapt to everything. That's not bad in some aspects, But itkills our aspiration to go on voyages, to sail on the sea. Eveline does not find it totallyan undesirable life, though hard. In our life of only several decades, we could saveourselves only by jumping from the bank to the board, a task left by Eveline,remaining to be finished. And I think that's Jame's will.