Leatherback Loggerhead or Just Turtle Final

After a tight mean solar day of fight by means of the grease and grim at your pitiful factory job, you come a farseeing home and meeting you at the door is a 77 social class old desert tortoise. You reach eat up to stroke the tip over, and it retracts its head into its stupefy because it wants nonhing to do with you, scaring to feel threatened it snaps at your fingers. Youngsters and adults typically adore animals and especially loves turn tump overs are not what Kay was trying to convey in this piece. She wanted to use an animal that most people would not, or could not relate too.It depicts a harsh reality to a mundane occurrence. Ryan portrays a tump over apply metaphors, rhyming, personification, assonance and imagery to relate that the human day-after-day grind Of humanity is no different than both chelonian. As the endorser you are cosmos baited into thinking, What is she thinking? Is there a human being in this world that would want to live the life of a tu rtle? It remains quench hibernating in a rocky self-dug hole for long periods of time without any contact to the external world only to come in to a cruel and unforgiving reality.Eating grass and trying to rescind a speeding teenager riving on a country road, or a starving alligator seems like a life of misery. She goes on and likens the turtle to something cumbersome that can barely get out of its own way. A barely mobile hard roll, a four-oared helmet, (line 2) Dinner rolls are serve to be enjoyed while warm, soft and freshly from the oven, but this roll is hard and not consumable. A meal that the majority would not choose if given the chance, but ingest if absolutely necessary is what a crusty dinner party roll represents.It brings to mind rowing a boat with three another(prenominal) people in rough water, just trying to make grounds in the choppy sea. Turtles shake up extremely hard outer jaws and have serious problems with locomotion, and Ryan uses these metaphors in the first few lines which portrays a seriously immobile, boorish loggerhead. Ryan shows us right off that being a turtle IS not like Franklin the Turtle, a character in the Franklin regard book series by Paulette Bourgeois who goes to school and eats sandwiches that his mom makes, or plays outside without care with his whizs.This turtle does not go to school, or receive an education like Franklin. The reader can start to identify with the turtle as Ryan gives the animal ender and makes you start to feel for her and the chances the turtle mustiness distinguish to eat. Ryan gives the turtle not a name, but describes it as her. The female or ballock laying half(prenominal) of the turtle race who not only has to find food through any means possible, but carry the time to come while doing so. This responsibility was not by her own choice, it was dieed down to her by nature.Gathering food is not something civilized people do on a regular basis they simple order while resting intimately in their air conditioned vehicle while listening to their strawman-runner AC/DC soundtrack. On the other hand, he turtle is perilously rowing with its four stubby legs towards its meager reward of grass. She is moving so slow and deliberately that any number of creatures could easily stop her involve for nourishment. Ryan pens the word rowing, but turtles cannot row.Those slow, deliberate strokes symbolize just how hard any movement is for this leatherback just to find sustenance. Ryan describes a turtle that is not interested in becoming much than just a subpar being dragging its inconvenient shell, trying to eat and not perish doing so. Her turtle is below luck level and could never imagine winning the drawing off or any other prize that would change her clayware or shell in to wings that would enhance her life immensely. People dream of hitting the jack pot and spending their fortunes, but not this turtle, it is a realist.Ryan uses rhyming with lottery and potte ry (line 13, 14) to bring attention just how far away this turtle is from anything great, and the turtle knows that it impart be nothing but a turtle living a life of just getting through the next meal. Ryan compares the turtle to an axled vehicle getting stuck almost on a regular basis. Images of an 18 wheeled tractor-trailer, perched on top of raffiti covered concrete K-rail on the side of the freeway come to mind. There will not be a tow truck coming to save this turtles day, it must fend for itself.The turtle, precariously wedged on the slant of an oversized stone, using gravity to start a rocking motion to hopefully free itself, hoping that its efforts will not upright her and exposed a soft delectable under(a) belly. One definition of insanity is repeating the same action and expecting a different result. The manager who urgently escapes his serveplace at the whistle all(prenominal) day because that is when the work day is done, and then complains he did ot receive his su pport based on effort or lack thereof shows insanity. The turtle is not a truck, a train or even a boat, but Ryan uses personification in reverse to relate these things.Our turtle is avoiding things that would make it more difficult to survive, just as a man working(a) in a belt factory would not raise his hand to show interest in becoming a supervisor. Raised turn over mean additional labor and nonexistent satisfaction. The unneeded stress of the responsibilities would sure as shooting crush the factory worker and his family would undeniably suffer dire onsequences. close to any slope (line 6) would defeat the pace of any turtle from conclusion some grass to eat. The turtle Skirts the ditch which would convert (line 10) her into turtle tar-tar for any mangey animal that happens to be passing through.Ryan uses assonance to convey that the turtle index be slow, but through experience as learned to avoid hazards just like the belt factory worker. Eating your favorite dish, or re membering that when as a child you saw your mother start to prepare for baking Christmas cookies brings you back to that place and time. It is a perfect picture in your mind, even though some cookies were not perfect you still remember the image without flaws and imperfections. The author uses imagery of the turtle turning her shell into a serving dish, upside down and vulnerable.Once the turtle is on its shell, it becomes more than just a helpless creature it becomes lunch, or even a buffet for all to share. After an alligator snaps the turtle in half and partakes in the majority of the supple meat, other smaller creatures stop by to pick through the steamy entrails and leftover pieces its elongated pecker prevents it from eating. It is imperative to understand what Ryan means bynot being able to change her pottery to wings and know that this turtle cannot be anything else, but a pointless creature doing the same thing every day just to survive.Our friend the turtle was merely tr ying to eat, and not be eaten. Millions of people revoke without the shine and go through the same mundaneroutines even before passing their residence. The same monotonous lifestyle or career shapes a companionship and teaches the masses to just place one foot in front of the other. A homeless man wakes every day from a awkward few hours of sleep to instantly onder if he is in imminent danger. He struggles to his feet, and starts a plan of action, not unlike to his previous eleven years.Prison would be an easier life. Themiddle aged soccer mom takes the same steps every day starting at the gymand then to daycare before racing to work to avoid the penalties of being late. They both rarely venture outside of their powderpuff zone. The homeless man knows what small, slow steps he must take to survive for that moment, and the soccer mom thinks of multiple projects and lists she must complete to erect for herself. In either case, both are going through the ame day by day steps and in survival mode to reach the next fool in their life.