A REAL HUMAN PRESENCE
He saw his country differently as stanger. The people, the cars, the airports looked small. There were a lot of noisy voices from children selling candies. He felt different. His skin color wasn't tan. People could identify him esaily. His city wasn't cold anymore and the small roads were changed.
The time had changed his country, but people had remained friendly and peaceful. It was the impression that my friend got when he returned to Ecuador form the USA, after 17 years. He felt like a foreigner in his own land. After he stayed two weeks in Ecuador he felt better and he understood how his country and his city Quito, Capital of Ecuador changed and grew up, but the love from his family and friends were unique. When he walked in the city he was afraid to get lost, but he was exicited to remember the colonial streets, churches and to be able to see the beatuiful architecture and landscapes that Quito has.
After a few days he didn't want to come back to the USA. He said, "I can feel my roots, my people, my city, my languaje". However, he returned to New York and he continues living here; but now he is planning to travel to Ecuador with his family to particapte in a party for the wedding aniversary of his parents.
This time his feelings will be different because he feels Ecuador remains like his home, he never should be a stranger in his own land.
The time had changed his country, but people had remained friendly and peaceful. It was the impression that my friend got when he returned to Ecuador form the USA, after 17 years. He felt like a foreigner in his own land. After he stayed two weeks in Ecuador he felt better and he understood how his country and his city Quito, Capital of Ecuador changed and grew up, but the love from his family and friends were unique. When he walked in the city he was afraid to get lost, but he was exicited to remember the colonial streets, churches and to be able to see the beatuiful architecture and landscapes that Quito has.
After a few days he didn't want to come back to the USA. He said, "I can feel my roots, my people, my city, my languaje". However, he returned to New York and he continues living here; but now he is planning to travel to Ecuador with his family to particapte in a party for the wedding aniversary of his parents.
This time his feelings will be different because he feels Ecuador remains like his home, he never should be a stranger in his own land.
posted by the blog at 2:54 PM
1 Comments:
I really like this composition. The "he" you introduce without name begins as a mysterious presence, but you describe his responses so intimately that "he" begins to feel like a friend. The sense of identification increases. We, the reader, start to feel we are looking through the eyes of your protagonist. It is unusually evocative writing.
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