29 June 2009

Figurative languages

Let's start of with this poem which I found from a certain website. It is called the little boy and the old man by the famous poet, Shel Silverstein. He was a remarkable poet who also had written many cildren stories.

The Little Boy and the Old Man by Shel Silverstein

Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
Said the old man, "I do that too."
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
"I do that too," laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, "I often cry."
The old man nodded, "So do I."
"But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
Grown-ups don't pay attention to me.
"And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
"I know what you mean," said the little old man.

Firstly, I would like to introduce some of the figurative language from this poem. Hyperbole, is found in the repetition of the old man’s answer to the boy. “I do that too.” and “So do I.” are some of the old man’s answer to show a little exaggeration that the old man was totally the same as the little boy. He drops his spoon like the boy, he wets his pants as the boy do and so on.
Next, I found a metaphor at the last of the poem. “said the little old man.” An old man could not possibly be little. Thus, it actually depicts that the man was physically old, but mentally, socially, he was the same as a little boy. He was treated like a little boy at times. He feels lonely and does not have the attention he wants.
Lastly, there is a symbolism. The little boy was just a symbol to represent the old man. The little boy is just voicing out the feelings of the old man. The old man needs is just the same as the boy’s.
What I like about this poem is actually its length. It is not very lengthy like some which I dread. Besides, it written in such a way that depicts how an old man feels and acts-like a little boy. The poem also let me feel that the life cycle of a human is quite interesting. Starting of as a kid, a kid who needs attention and could not do things right at times. As time passes, the kid grows to become mature and competent. But as one grows old, he or she become or act like a kid. Physically, they grow weaker needs more attention than before. This poem just showed how an old man is compared to a child. This is one of the best I seen.

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