Lord Of The Flies (A Story of Boys on a Deserted Island)

in Hive Book Club4 months ago (edited)

Our story unfolds upon a humid tropical jungle, with the heat so thick that it clings to the skin.

The very first character that we meet is only known simply as "the boy with fair hair," standing among a blue lagoon and observing "the long scar smashed into the jungle." While observing his surroundings, the boy is suddenly greeted by another voice -- another boy, this time with glasses, "shorter than the fair boy, and very fat."

Location-wise, neither we the reader, or the boys, are given this information, but they quickly deduce that they are on an island:

"This is an island. At least I think it's an island. That's a reef out in the sea. Perhaps there aren't any grownups anywhere."

More pieces of the puzzle are handed to us, for the fat boy manages to recall that they had just been on an airplane.
"All them other kids," the fat boy went on. "Some of them must have got out. They must have, mustn't they?"

What's more, it would appear that the scar that has been left on the island was a result of said plane crashing...

"When we was coming down I looked through one of them windows. I saw the other part of the plane. There were flames coming out of it." He looked up and down the scar. "And this is what the cabin done."

The two boys finally exchange names, with the fair hair boy revealing his name is Ralph. However, we never truly learn the fat one's name -- the one with "ass-mar"/asthma, as Ralph likes to put it. We never have the chance to learn his name for the boy confides to Ralph,
"I don't care what they call me, so long as they don't call me what they used to call me at school."
He ends up revealing that his classmates cruelly referred to him as Piggy -- and the name continues to stick!

They continue to discuss their situation. Does anyone know what has happened to them? How will the adults know where to find them? Will they be rescued?...

Ralph tries to reassure Piggy:
"My Daddy is a commander in the Navy. When he gets leave, he'll come and rescue us."
Which is then intercepted by a rather interesting tidbit from Piggy:
"Didn't you hear what the pilot said? About the atom bomb? They're all dead."
This story is very unique in the sense that nothing is ever directly given to the reader; many passages need to be "translated," so to speak, and can be misinterpreted. In this case however, I think it is pretty clear-cut: the novel takes place during the World War II era.
The true gravity of their situation, that if no one knows that they have crashed, they may never be rescued, begins to set in. The boys realize they need to find the other survivors from the plane and formulate a plan... but how?

As luck would have it, Ralph manages to uncover something in the sand: it is a conch shell!
"In color the shell was deep cream, touched here and there with fading pink. Eighteen inches of shell with a slight spiral twist covered with a delicate, embossed pattern."

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(All art has been created using an AI generator on Night Cafe)

Ralph blows air into the conch like a trumpet, sending a wave of sound over the island that attracts the other boys. They all begin to gather together, all of them boys, all of them young -- no younger than 6, yet no older than 14.

Included among the boys is a choir group, headed by their leader.
"Inside the floating cloak he was tall, thin, and bony; and his hair was red beneath the black cap. Out of this face stared two light blue eyes, frustrated now, and turning, or ready to turn, to anger."

His name is Jack.

Now that they are officially all together, the first thing all of the boys decide to do, is vote on who should be "chief." In the end, they unanimously agree that young 12-year-old Ralph should be the leader. After which, the next plan of action is for three of the boys -- Ralph, Jack, and a little one named Simon -- to go out and investigate the island. Piggy attempts to tag along as well, upset that Ralph blurted his "secret" out to the others.
"About being called Piggy. I said I didn't care as long as they didn't call me Piggy; an' I said not to tell and then you went an' said straight out―"
Yet Ralph feels little sympathy for his newfound companion; he tells Piggy to go back to the younger boys and collect names.

The three explorers quickly deduce that, not only are they on an island, but it is completely uninhabited; there are no signs of any other people. The realization of their hunger also becomes apparent to them, and the boys attempt to find food before heading back to the group.

During their scavenge, they come across a baby pig.

"The three boys rushed forward and Jack drew his knife again with a flourish. He raised his arm in the air. There came a pause, a hiatus, the pig continued to scream and the creepers to jerk, and the blade continued to flash at the end of a bony arm. The pause was only long enough for them to understand what an enormity the downward stroke would be."
Unfortunately they continue on without food. Despite Jack assuring the other two that he was going to kill that pig,
"they knew very well why he hadn't: because of the enormity of the knife descending and cutting into living flesh; because of the unbearable blood."




Ralph, Jack, and Simon return to the group with nothing but bad news... "We're on an island. We saw no houses, no smoke, no footprints, no boats, and no people. We're on an uninhabited island with no other people on it."

Now that they realize they are entirely on their own, the group agrees that there need to be certain rules to follow. For one, only the boy who holds the conch may speak, and everyone else must listen. Ralph tries to deliver the harshest news -- the news of their inconclusive rescue -- with as much optimism as possible.
"This is our island. It's a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us, we'll have fun."

Suddenly one of the little boys, grave with fear, uses the conch to speak:

"He wants to know what you're going to do about the snake-thing."

He informs the other boys that he saw a "beastie," a fantastically horrible creature that wanted to eat the boy before escaping back into the dark jungle... The older boys attempt to disperse the fear by telling the little boy that he must have had a nightmare, and dreamed up the beast. However this fear, whether imagined or real, will become an important theme in the novel.

Ralph then directs the group's attention to one more important matter:

"There's another thing. We can help the grownups find us. If a ship comes near the island, they may not notice us. So we must make smoke on top of the mountain. We must make a fire."

They all begin to gather up wood on the island, put it all into a pile, before
"the shameful knowledge grew in them, and they did not know how to begin confession."
Not a single boy knows how to start a fire! Jack takes action by using Piggy's glasses, against his wishes, to redirect the sun onto the wood pile.

"The flame, nearly invisible at first in the bright sunlight, enveloped a small twig, grew, and reached up to a branch which exploded with a sharp crack! The flame flapped higher, and the boys broke into a cheer."

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However, the fire is very short-lived and quickly dies out...

It is at this point that a disrespected Piggy begins to lose his temper.
"The first thing we ought to have made was shelters down there by the beach. It wasn't half cold down there in the night. But the first time Ralph says 'fire,' you goes screaming up this here mountain. Like a pack of kids!"

It is also at this moment that the group suddenly realizes that the boy -- the one who had warned them about the "beastie" -- is nowhere to be found...




As the hunt for meat continues, it is slowly becoming evident that Jack has become obsessed with the search for pig.

He believes he should try a different approach to the hunt, this time using clay as war paint in order to mask his skin and scent. He then instructs the surrounding boys to follow him into the jungle...

Meanwhile the task of building shelters has also gone underway. However, Ralph is not receiving nearly as much assistance as needed.
"They're hopeless. The older ones aren't much better. D'you see? All day I've been working with Simon. No one else. They're off bathing, or eating, or playing."
While Jack descends into a madness of his own, Ralph is beginning to feel the strain of injustice. How has he been stuck with all of the work while all of the boys play?
"And I work all day with nothing but Simon and you come back and don't even notice the huts! You want to hunt! While I―"

The boys that remain on the beach of the island take a moment to cool off in the bathing pool. It's refreshing to see the boys acting like children, playing and rough housing in the water, when their play is suddenly disrupted by another one of Ralph's discoveries. This time it is smoke, off on the horizon!
"The smoke was a tight little knot on the horizon and was uncoiling slowly. Beneath the smoke was a dot that might be a funnel."

There is a ship out on the water!

Immediately all of the boys race to the top of the mountain, where their burning woodpile should be! However the boys encounter an empty mountain and a dying fire, for Jack took the watchers hunting.
"The fire was dead. The fire was out, smokeless and dead; the watchers were gone. A pile of unused fuel lay ready."

The ship eventually sails away...

Just then, the hunting group begin to approach the mountain, seemingly having been successful in their mission.
"Behind Jack walked the twins, carrying a great stake on their shoulders. The gutted carcass of a pig swung from the stake, swinging heavily. The pig's head hung down with gaping neck. At last the words of the chant floated up to them: 'Kill the pig. Cut her throat. Spill her blood.'"
Normally this would be a cause for celebration, and given that the hunting group doesn't yet know why Ralph is so upset, they start to do just that! It is not until Ralph finally reveals the terrible truth -- that a ship just left -- that Jack realizes the error he made.
"I was chief, and you were going to do what I said. You talk. But you can't even build huts―then you go off hunting and let out the fire!

They might have seen us. We might have gone home..."

The realization of just how close home was causes Piggy to cry at Jack, who suddenly punches Piggy in the stomach! Jack slaps him across the head, sending Piggy's glasses flying and breaking one of the lenses...

After the quarreling dies down, all of the boys make their way back down to the beach. They have a little fire, just big enough to roast the pig that the group hunted, and everyone begins to partake in the delicious feast! ...Everyone, except for Piggy. Jack informs him that because he didn't hunt, Piggy does not get to eat.
"No more did Ralph," said Piggy wetly, "nor Simon." He amplified. "There isn't more than a ha'porth of meat in a crab."
However Jack is left unmoved, and Piggy goes on without eating the meal...

Jack's true nature is starting to come through.

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Once the meal is finished, Ralph decides to call another meeting. It is obvious that the boys are quickly descending into chaos, with everyone bickering and little being accomplished.
"We decide things. But they don't get done. We were going to have water brought from the stream and left in those coconut shells under fresh leaves. So it was, for a few days. Now there's no water. The shells are dry. People drink from the river."

Ralph also reminds them of their most important mission while staying on the island -- keep the fire going.

"The fire is the most important thing on the island. How can we ever be rescued except by luck, if we don't keep a fire going? Is a fire too much for us to make?"

The meeting continues, but the boys start to grow restless and eventually leave Ralph to play on the beach once more. Perhaps there is some foreshadowing, for Piggy confides in Ralph once again...
"But I know there isn't no fear, either." Piggy paused. "Unless―"
Ralph moved restlessly. "Unless what?"

"Unless we get frightened of people."

This forces a disturbing memory to break into Ralph's head:
"He had pushed the thought down and out of sight, where only some positive reminder like this could bring it to the surface. There had been no further numberings of the little ones, partly because there was no means of insuring that all of them were accounted for, and partly because Ralph knew the answer to at least one question. There were little boys, freckled and all dirty, but their faces were all dreadfully free of major blemishes.

No one had seen the mulberry-colored birthmark again."

Once again, Piggy seems to hint at future events to Ralph...
"If you give up," said Piggy, in an appalled whisper, "what 'ud happen to me? Jack can't hurt you: but if you stand out of the way he'd hurt the next thing.

And that's me."




Later that night, after everyone has gone to sleep, two of the boys are guarding the fire and keeping watch, when they see it -- the beast, high up in a tree!

The boys immediately run to Ralph, who then calls another meeting. They all begin to devise a plan: the hunters will go after the beast, while Piggy will stay with the little ones. Piggy tries to protest, but Jack cuts him off.
"We don't need the conch any more. We know who ought to say things. It's time some people knew they've got to keep quiet and leave deciding things to the rest of us."

The hunting party search the island for the beast until they come across a huge cliff, with rocks tottering along its edge. Ralph attempts to investigate the area, yet finds nothing. He remembers the fire -- the smoke -- how it is the only thing they have left! He returns to the others, only to discover
a knot of boys, making a great noise, heaving and pushing at a rock. As he turned, the base cracked and the whole mass toppled into the sea, so that a thunderous plume of spray leapt half-way up the cliff.
Again Ralph is left fuming, feeling like he is the only competent one on the island, the only one with common sense.
"I'm chief. We've got to make certain. Can't you see the mountain? There's no signal showing. There may be a ship out there. Are you all off your rockers? (another hint of foreshadowing?)" The boys do not protest, hopefully due to seeing reason, and return to the beach.




Morning arrives; another day stranded on the island...

The passage of time is becoming evident -- hair is starting to cover the eyes, teeth are growing gritty and grimy, growing bored of a diet consisting only of fruit... Ralph is currently deep in thought, remembering fond memories of his English home, when it is Simon who abruptly interrupts his daydream.
"You'll get back to where you came from. ... I just think you'll get back alright ."

The boys decide to set out looking for pig again, with Jack leading the hunt. This time Ralph decides to go along as well. It doesn't take long for the group to track down a boar -- Ralph is even able to strike his spear through its snout! Sadly it takes off, leaving the boys frustrated and unfulfilled, yet pumped full of adrenaline! They begin to play make-believe: one of the boys plays the role of the pig, while the rest pretend to attack him... at first...
"The boy squealed in mock terror, then in real pain. They got his arms and legs. Ralph, carried away by a sudden thick excitement, grabbed a spear and jabbed at the boy with it. All at once, the boy was screaming and struggling with the strength of frenzy. Jack had him by the hair and was brandishing his knife. Ralph too was fighting to get near, to get a handful of that vulnerable flesh.

The desire to squeeze and hurt was over-mastering."

The boys' reaction to their play -- their inability to control their impulses -- is perhaps foreshadowing what is still to come...

As if that wasn't enough, more evidence of it from Jack himself:
"You want a real pig," said Robert, "because you've got to kill him."

"Use a little one," said Jack, and everybody laughed."

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The feeling from an unfulfilled hunt leaves something more to be desired. There is talk about climbing up the mountain, but everyone is still left anxious from the meeting beforehand, about the beast. In the end, it is only Jack and Ralph who go on, taunting and challenging one another the whole way. Even while they are in the face of the beast!
"Before them, something like a great ape was sitting asleep with its head between its knees. Then the wind roared in the forest, there was confusion in the darkness, and the creature lifted its head, holding toward them the ruin of a face."
Terrified, the two boys immediately take off!




The boys race back down to the beach. They inform everyone that they saw the beast for themselves, but most importantly, that Ralph believes they do not have a chance of defeating it.

"And now that thing squats by the fire as though it didn't want us to be rescued―" Ralph was twisting his hands now unconsciously.

"So we can't have a signal fire.... We're beaten."

Prideful Jack takes this as an insult to him and his hunters, that they are incapable; he grabs the conch to host a meeting of his own, immediately feeding lies to the rest of the group.
"The next thing is that we couldn't kill the beast. And the next is that Ralph said my hunters are no good. Ralph thinks you're cowards, running away from the beast. ... He isn't a proper chief. On top of the mountain, while I went on -- he went back. He's not a hunter. He'd never have got us meat. He just gives orders and expects people to obey for nothing."
Jack then forces their group to make a difficult decision.

"Who thinks Ralph oughtn't to be chief? ... Who wants to start a tribe with me?"

No one seems to be in favor of the idea, however. Quickly realizing that no one is on his side, Jack takes off into the jungle alone, embarrassed and upset.

Everyone else is beginning to feel defeated, including Ralph, the great chief. From out of the darkness comes Simon to lift their spirits.

"I think we ought to climb the mountain."

"What's the good of climbing up to this here beast when Ralph and Jack couldn't do nothing?" Simon whispered his answer. "What else is there to do?"
So they cannot have a fire on top of the mountain -- it is Piggy who suggests that they make a bunch of small fires on the beach. At this suggestion, everyone becomes motivated again and begin to gather firewood. The little boys grow very excited at the sight of the flames! It isn't until after their fire dies out that Ralph officially notices that the older boys -- save for 4 of them -- have all left...

Meanwhile, in Jack's group, the boys are preparing to hunt. They manage to track and kill a giant sow, a mother pig, and Jack uses the opportunity to offer her head to the beast.
"Jack held up the head and jammed the soft throat down on the pointed end of the stick, which pierced through into the mouth. He stood back and the head hung there, a little blood dribbling down the stick. Instinctively the boys drew back too; and the forest was very still. They listened, and the loudest noise was the buzzing of flies over the spilled guts."

Back on the beach, Ralph and Piggy discuss the importance of fire once again, for without fire -- without smoke -- the boys face little chance of rescue. The tensions that have been brewing cannot be ignored any longer... A perplexed Ralph questions what has been causing their group to fall apart;

Piggy tells him it is because of Jack.

Speak of the devil -- Jack and some members of his tribe suddenly break through the trees, rushing out onto the beach. Jack announces that he and his group will be having a feast; he invites Ralph and his group before taking off.




The story then takes us to Simon, who has taken it upon himself to climb the mountain to investigate this beast for himself. It is here, during the light of day, that Simon can finally see that the "beast" that everyone has been so afraid of, is nothing more than a man tangled in a parachute.
"The tangle of lines showed him the mechanics of this parody; he examined the white nasal bones, the teeth, the colors of corruption. He saw how pitilessly the layers of lines held together the poor body that should be rotting away. He took the lines in his hands; he freed them from the rocks, and the figure from the wind's indignity."

Meanwhile Ralph and Piggy finally decide to join everyone else and attend Jack's feast. They merrily eat pig, drink from coconut shells... The atmosphere abruptly becomes very tense as Jack asks them who will join his tribe. Despite Ralph attempting to remind all of the boys that they elected him chief, it is of no use; nearly every boy joins Jack's group.

It begins to rain and Ralph taunts them.
"Going to be a storm," said Ralph, "and you'll have rain like when we dropped here. Who's clever now? Where are your shelters? What are you going to do about that?"
Yet the hunters pay no mind and simply begin to dance, until something -- someone -- crawls free from the jungle.
"A thing was crawling out of the forest. It came darkly, uncertainly. The shrill screaming that rose before the beast was like a pain.

Simon was crying out something about a dead man on a hill."

The hunters, in their frenzy, cannot recognize that it is Simon. It is at this moment that Ralph and Piggy start to flee from the scene.
"At once the crowd surged after it, poured down the rock, leapt on to the beast, screamed, struck, bit, tore. There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws."

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"Softly, surrounded by a fringe of inquisitive bright creatures, Simon's dead body moved out toward the open sea."




"Piggy." "Yes?" "That was Simon. Piggy." "Yes." "That was murder."

Ralph and Piggy make it back to the beach, horrified and upset. Everything that was being foreshadowed throughout the novel is finally coming to fruition.
"I'm frightened. Of us. I want to go home. Oh God, I want to go home."

What's more, Jack and his tribe are under the delusion that they simply killed a beast -- not a human being, not Simon -- and so they do not feel remorse at all. No, the hunters are already thirsty for blood once more. However when one of the boys reminds Jack about their problem, how they still have no means of creating fire, Jack comes up with another plan...

The four boys -- Ralph, Piggy, and two big twins -- are hard at work on the beach, collecting firewood for the evening. The events from the day are still weighing heavily on their minds, and they are becoming discouraged...
"I'm too tired. And what's the good?" "Eric!" cried Ralph in a shocked voice. "Don't talk like that!" "Well―what is the good?" Ralph tried indignantly to remember. There was something good about a fire. "Ralph's told you often enough," said Piggy moodily. "How else are we going to be rescued?"

Later that night, while the 4 boys are sleeping in their shelter, they suddenly hear noises coming from outside, claiming to be the beast. In reality it is Jack and some hunters, playing a trick on them. A scuffle breaks out among themselves and the two groups begin to fight!

Unfortunately, in the end Jack's tribe is successful in their coup, and make off with Piggy's glasses!




Without his glasses, Piggy is practically left blind and defenseless. With few options left, Ralph decides it is time to call a meeting, but the only boys left on the island are some little ones. Piggy is the first to speak:
"I just take the conch to say this. I can't see no more and I got to get my glasses back. Awful things has been done on this island. I voted for Ralph for chief. He's the only one who ever got anything done."
Then it is Ralph's turn to speak:
"Do you remember how Jack went hunting and the fire went out and a ship passed by? And they all think he's best as chief. Then there was... Simon's his fault, too. If it hadn't been for Jack it would never have happened. Now Piggy can't see, and they came, stealing, in darkness, and stole our fire.

We'd have given them fire if they'd asked. But they stole it and the signal's out and we can't ever be rescued."

In the end, after much debate between the older boys, Piggy decides that he will go to Jack, in person, and ask for his glasses back.
"I'm going to him with the conch in my hands. ... But I don't ask for my glasses back, not as a favor. I don't ask you to be a sport, I'll say, not because you're strong, but because what's right's right."

So the 4 boys make their way across the island again, back to Jack's tribe. Ralph blows the conch and gathers everyone's attention, yet Jack shouts at them to leave. The boys refuse. Ralph demands the glasses back -- calls Jack a thief for stealing them -- and this causes the two of them to fight. It is not until Piggy speaks, to deliver his great speech, that the fighting ceases.
"I got this to say." The booing rose and died again as Piggy lifted the white, magic shell. "Which is better―to be a pack of painted Indians like you are, or to be sensible like Ralph is?" Piggy shouted again. "Which is better―to have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill?

Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?"

Just then, a giant boulder is pushed from atop of a cliff and goes tumbling down towards the two boys. Ralph thankfully manages to see it and jump out of the way just in time! ...Piggy does not.
"The rock struck Piggy, a glancing blow from chin to knee; the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist. ... He fell forty feet and landed on his back across the rock in the sea.

His head opened and stuff came out and turned red. Piggy's arms and legs twitched a bit, like a pig's after it has been killed.

Then the sea breathed again in a long, slow sigh, and when it went, sucking back, the body of Piggy was gone."

With this final act committed, Jack goes berserk, screeching that he is chief now! He hurls his spear at Ralph, obviously intent on killing him now, and it pierces through Ralph's side. The other hunters kidnap the twins and tie them up. Terrified, alone and outcast, Ralph takes off into the jungle.




While safe for the timebeing, Ralph takes a moment to recover from the fright and tend to his wounds. He tentatively makes his way back to Jack's tribe, and while
"lying there in the darkness, he knew he was an outcast. "'Cos I had some sense."

Back with Jack's tribe, Ralph manages to sneakily encounter the twins, who tell him that Jack is going to hunt him tomorrow.
"But I've done nothing," whispered Ralph, urgently. "I only wanted to keep up a fire!" Then he asked them. "When they find me, what are they going to do?"
One of the twins simply answers:

"Jack sharpened a stick at both ends."

Now that he is being hunted, Ralph can't return to the beach, so he decides to take his chances hiding in the thicket of vines. The tribe searches for him, and Ralph cautiously crawls through the vines.
"He found himself in an open space with sky that was jeering up into a blanket of smoke.

They had smoked him out and set the island on fire."

While Ralph is hiding, one of the hunters starts to take notice...
"The savage peered into the obscurity beneath the thicket. You could tell that he saw a blob of dark in the middle, and the savage wrinkled up his face, trying to decipher the darkness.

Now he's seen you."

Without warning, Ralph breaks out of the thicket screaming, then attacks the boy before bolting off. He trips over a tree trunk, goes tumbling down until he finds himself back on the beach... along with something -- someone -- different...
**"Ralph staggered to his feet, tensed for more terrors, and looked up at a huge
peaked cap. It was a white-topped cap, along with a crown, an anchor, gold foliage. He saw a revolver, a row of gilt buttons down the front of a uniform."

Standing before Ralph is a naval officer!

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The officer asks him what has happened. Ralph goes through the answers robotically: they are from England, they have been stranded on this island, trying to signal ships to be rescued, and two of their friends have been killed.
"Ralph looked at the officer dumbly. For a moment he had a fleeting picture of the strange glamour that had once invested the beaches. But the island was now scorched up like dead wood―Simon was dead―and Jack had.... The tears began to flow and sobs shook him. He gave himself up to them now for the first time on the island; great, shuddering spasms of grief that seemed to wrench his whole body.

Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy."




Thus concludes the novel of Lord Of The Flies!~

Now that I have a good recollection of the events that took place in the story, I must say I did not find it as shocking as I had expected. Perhaps it was because the foreshadowing was extremely blatant this time around, so it was difficult not to anticipate the traumatizing events. However, now that I am an adult, there are definitely some themes I have come to appreciate more.

For example, the symbol of Jack -- what he is meant to represent in the novel, the darkness of man's heart -- and the relationship between he and Ralph. Jack is meant to be the villain of the novel, the antagonist to Ralph. He is meant to represent man's deepest, darkest desires and impulses, and what happens when one gives into them. We, the reader, witnessed it for ourselves: the hunters fell into chaos and destruction, to the point that they murdered two other boys! It is quite chilling to think about the turn that the novel could have taken, say if Jack had been chief, and the outcome that would have resulted from it much faster. Or say if Ralph had not defended his own position -- to keep a fire going -- so adamantly. Do you think the group would have been left with any survivors? Do you think they would have ever been rescued? Or would they have survived as hunters, living off fruit trees and pig?...

I used to wonder, if it had been a group of girls that were deserted on the island instead, would the outcome have been different? Honestly, I don't think it would. I believe there are emotional differences between men and women, that perhaps women don't give into dark desires as "easily" as men do, but this novel does not center on adults. This book is about children on a deserted island, and as we should know, there are huge behavioral differences -- brain development -- between children and adults. So truth be told, I don't think there would be too much difference. If anything, I think girls would have given into the fear and anxiety sooner, and perhaps that would have been their downfall!

Anyway, that is only my opinion. What are your thoughts on the matter? Or about anything in regards to Lord Of The Flies? I hope you enjoyed this review, and I'll see you all around next time!

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What a great book review! You re-tell the story with great visuals from the AI.
You pull the reader right in - almost to the point that we have read the book with you - but no, you give us only enough to make us want to read the novel firsthand.
Great questions for discussion: what if it had been all girls, not boys, in the shipwreck (or a mix).
It's a terrifying novel.
You put a lot of time and effort into this. Bravo!

Thank you for noticing and taking the time to comment! It is always a great feeling to have hardwork appreciated. Thank you for your support, and I'm glad that you enjoyed my review!

You're welcome!
We all have a long, long list of #mustReads.
You are great at helping us prioritize. :)

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