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SUNNY (SHUN JIANG) ! 4/24/15 ! SECOND DRAFT I just saw the fictional story named One of These Days, it’s by Garcia Marquez, Gabriel. Why I chose this story? Because the character's personality is very characteristic and prominent, also he was conceited. The story inspired all who thinks they have more power and try to take advantage of it, whether in a good pattern or a bad pattern. The story is about Aurelio Escovar, he was a poor dentist without a degree. He was busy polishing false teeth in morning when the mayor came to see him at first probably, because he did not want to see the mayor of patience, until he saw the despairing mayor, who had toothache for five days, threatens to shoot him. Eventually the dentist lets him in, examines him, and removes the wisdom tooth without anesthesia. We realized that the dentist was international because he said “Now you’ll pay for our twenty dead men." Then when the mayor was leaving he asked “send the bill to you or to the town?”. The mayor replies “It’s the same damn thing”. For this story I want to talk about the mayor, he thought he could use his strongest power to do everything. However, I don’t think so. At first he thought he was the most powerful, he can control everything and all the people, so he went to the dentist didn’t call ahead of time to make an appointment, even didn’t pay and left. The article said “The mayor stood up, said goodbye with a casual military salute, and walked toward the door, stretching his legs”, from this sentence, we could realize that the mayor didn’t have the good attitude while he was dental treatment. Then the dentist said “Now you’ll pay for our twenty dead men.” From there we can clever see maybe some years ago mayor ruin 20 people, the mayor didn’t get any punishment of these 20 people, they all feel very unfair and angry. Because a great mayor is right, people didn’t know who to turn to the complain. In my opinion, as a mayor, it should be like an ordinary citizen should not be conceited, with their right to do some things to help others; also, done something wrong they should be punished, and the public to establish a good relationship, listen carefully what others say, friendly and communicate with others. Do not optionally use their right just do what they should do, should be responsible be modesty, of course, sometimes your job may involve being more strategic but your staff will respect you for doing what needs to be done. In the end, I just want to persuade this mayor try to be nice to everyone, he will also get happiness from other people. The dentist realizes that only he cannot change anything with mayor, and by giving pain to the mayor he was being a worse person. In other hand, the mayor takes advantage of his power through the story. He does not realize from his pain that he is wrong and he is getting what he really deserves. As a result, according to me, both characters use their power but the mayor remains getting the result that he expected and the dentist gets the victory for a while. But I think the mayor already realize his problem, at the end he said “It’s the same damn thing.” One of These Days by Gabriel Garcia Marquez (1928-2014) Word Count: 994 Monday dawned warm and rainless. Aurelio Escovar, a dentist without a degree, and a very early riser, opened his office at six. He took some false teeth, still mounted in their plaster mold, out of the glass case and put on the table a fistful of instruments which he arranged in size order, as if they were on display. He wore a collarless striped shirt, closed at the neck with a golden stud, and pants held up by suspenders He was erect and skinny, with a look that rarely corresponded to the situation, the way deaf people have of looking. When he had things arranged on the table, he pulled the drill toward the dental chair and sat down to polish the false teeth. He seemed not to be thinking about what he was doing, but worked steadily, pumping the drill with his feet, even when he didn't need it. After eight he stopped for a while to look at the sky through the window, and he saw two pensive buzzards who were drying themselves in the sun on the ridgepole of the house next door. He went on working with the idea that before lunch it would rain again. The shrill voice of his elevenyear-old son interrupted his concentration. "Papa." "What?" "The Mayor wants to know if you'll pull his tooth." "Tell him I'm not here." He was polishing a gold tooth. He held it at arm's length, and examined it with his eyes half closed. His son shouted again from the little waiting room. "He says you are, too, because he can hear you." The dentist kept examining the tooth. Only when he had put it on the table with the finished work did he say: "So much the better." He operated the drill again. He took several pieces of a bridge out of a cardboard box where he kept the things he still had to do and began to polish the gold. "Papa." "What?" He still hadn't changed his expression. "He says if you don't take out his tooth, he'll shoot you." Without hurrying, with an extremely tranquil movement, he stopped pedaling the drill, pushed it away from the chair, and pulled the lower drawer of the table all the way out. There was a revolver. "O.K.," he said. "Tell him to come and shoot me." He rolled the chair over opposite the door, his hand resting on the edge of the drawer. The Mayor appeared at the door. He had shaved the left side of his face, but the other side, swollen and in pain, had a five-day-old beard. The dentist saw many nights of desperation in his dull eyes. He closed the drawer with his fingertips and said softly: "Sit down." "Good morning," said the Mayor. "Morning," said the dentist. While the instruments were boiling, the Mayor leaned his skull on the headrest of the chair and felt better. His breath was icy. It was a poor office: an old wooden chair, the pedal drill, a glass case with ceramic bottles. Opposite the chair was a window with a shoulder-high cloth curtain. When he felt the dentist approach, the Mayor braced his heels and opened his mouth. Aurelio Escovar turned his head toward the light. After inspecting the infected tooth, he closed the Mayor's jaw with a cautious pressure of his fingers. "It has to be without anesthesia," he said. "Why?" "Because you have an abscess." The Mayor looked him in the eye. "All right," he said, and tried to smile. The dentist did not return the smile. He brought the basin of sterilized instruments to the worktable and took them out of the water with a pair of cold tweezers, still without hurrying. Then he pushed the spittoon with the tip of his shoe, and went to wash his hands in the washbasin. He did all this without looking at the Mayor. But the Mayor didn't take his eyes off him. It was a lower wisdom tooth. The dentist spread his feet and grasped the tooth with the hot forceps. The Mayor seized the arms of the chair, braced his feet with all his strength, and felt an icy void in his kidneys, but didn't make a sound. The dentist moved only his wrist. Without rancor, rather with a bitter tenderness, he said: "Now you'll pay for our twenty dead men." The Mayor felt the crunch of bones in his jaw, and his eyes filled with tears. But he didn't breathe until he felt the tooth come out. Then he saw it through his tears. It seemed so foreign to his pain that he failed to understand his torture of the five previous nights. Bent over the spittoon, sweating, panting, he unbuttoned his tunic and reached for the handkerchief in his pants pocket. The dentist gave him a clean cloth. "Dry your tears," he said. The Mayor did. He was trembling. While the dentist washed his hands, he saw the crumbling ceiling and a dusty spider web with spider's eggs and dead insects. The dentist returned, drying his hands. "Go to bed," he said, "and gargle with salt water." The Mayor stood up, said goodbye with a casual military salute, and walked toward the door, stretching his legs, without buttoning up his tunic. "Send the bill," he said. "To you or the town?" The Mayor didn't look at him. He closed the door and said through the screen: "It's the same damn thing." LA103.03 SPRING 2015 Essay#3: Persuasive Essay SUNNY Feedback on First Draft Development and Support (Content) have included some | you interesting ideas. - What is your opinion of the mayor's personality | This should be your • USE EVIDENCE FROM THE TEXT TO support your OPINION ABOUT THE MAJOR. "WHAT DO THE MAJOR'S CHOCES TELL US ABOUT His Poisonaning Structure and Organization 1 - REMEMBER TO USE STANDARD FIVE PARAGRAPH STRUCTURE AN INTRODUCTION W/ A THESIS STATEMENT, HIREE BODY PARAGRAPHS w/ Topic SENTENCES, and A CONCLUSION Language Proficiency and Grammar | •CHECK THE WORD FORMS (PARTS OF SPEECH). •BE CAREFUL with RON ON SENTENCES AND COMMA spuces.
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