misschip
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- Apr 14, 2014
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- Interested in Language
- Native Language
- Korean
- Home Country
- South Korea
- Current Location
- South Korea
A little bit of background information for the text.
- The speaker was reincarnated 2000 years after his death by the angel.
- The speaker was a friend of Jesus.
- The angel made the speaker write down his own tale.
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On the hill where he pulled me from the dust, the angel said, "You will see many strange things. Do not be afraid. You have a holy mission and I will protect you."
Smug bastard. Had I known what he would do to me I would have hit him again. Even now he lies on the bed across the room, watching pictures move on a screen, eating the sticky sweet called Snickers, while I scratch out my tale on this soft-as-silk paper that reads Hyatt Regency, St. Louis at the top. Words, words, words, a million million words circle in my head like hawks, waiting to dive onto the page to rend and tear the only two words I want to write.
Why me?
< source : http://www.chrismoore.com/books/lamb/excerpt/ >
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Ok. The part that I don't understand is in blue and red.
The speaker calls the angel smug bastard. He is disgusted with the angel, right?
And he says that even now the angel is being lazy and having a good time(bed, TV, Snickers),
while he is trying to write a tale.
The while clause(about what the speaker is doing) should have a bad thing in contrast to what the angel is doing, right?
But the speaker says that the paper is soft as silk which is not bad thing at all.
'Scratch out' means 'to write' so there is nothing especially bad, either, right?
The only thing that the speaker can complain seems to be the fact that the angel didn't even give him any note and he should write the tale on the 'FREE' paper provided by the hotel. But again, it is soft-as-silk. :-?
So I wonder what is the complaint of the speaker???
Thanks in advance.
- The speaker was reincarnated 2000 years after his death by the angel.
- The speaker was a friend of Jesus.
- The angel made the speaker write down his own tale.
=====================================
On the hill where he pulled me from the dust, the angel said, "You will see many strange things. Do not be afraid. You have a holy mission and I will protect you."
Smug bastard. Had I known what he would do to me I would have hit him again. Even now he lies on the bed across the room, watching pictures move on a screen, eating the sticky sweet called Snickers, while I scratch out my tale on this soft-as-silk paper that reads Hyatt Regency, St. Louis at the top. Words, words, words, a million million words circle in my head like hawks, waiting to dive onto the page to rend and tear the only two words I want to write.
Why me?
< source : http://www.chrismoore.com/books/lamb/excerpt/ >
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Ok. The part that I don't understand is in blue and red.
The speaker calls the angel smug bastard. He is disgusted with the angel, right?
And he says that even now the angel is being lazy and having a good time(bed, TV, Snickers),
while he is trying to write a tale.
The while clause(about what the speaker is doing) should have a bad thing in contrast to what the angel is doing, right?
But the speaker says that the paper is soft as silk which is not bad thing at all.
'Scratch out' means 'to write' so there is nothing especially bad, either, right?
The only thing that the speaker can complain seems to be the fact that the angel didn't even give him any note and he should write the tale on the 'FREE' paper provided by the hotel. But again, it is soft-as-silk. :-?
So I wonder what is the complaint of the speaker???
Thanks in advance.