Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Childhood Wounds in Cats Eye essays

Childhood Wounds in Cat's Eye essays Elaine Risely is an artist who returns to her childhood home of Toronto for an art exhibition, and confronts her deeply buried feelings of inadequacy and pain from her childhood while she is there. Elaine is a happy young girl at first, but as she makes friends with other girls, she finds they are always watching her, waiting for her to do something wrong, whether it is in Sunday school, or in her house, which does not "measure up" to theirs. Carol sees her unfinished house with "incredulous glee, . . . as if she's reporting on the antics of some primitive tribe" (Atwood 49). In fact, the girls games and taunting become even more grisly as they bury Elaine alive, in a "pretend" game. "They pick me up by the underarms and lower me into the hole. Then they arrange the boards over the top. The daylight air disappears, and there is the sound of dirt hitting the boards, shovelful after shovelful. Inside the hole it's cold and dim and damp and smells like toad burrows" (Atwood 112-113). It is after this incident that Elaine realizes she has lost control of herself, and she begins to live two different and separate lives, one, where she appears happy and content, and one where she is caught up in the pain of her past that she cannot forget. She notes early in the novel, "If you can bend space you can bend time also, and if you knew enough and could move faster than light you could travel backwards in time and exist in two places at once" (Atwood 3). In fact, she does exist in two places at once, and it is tearing her life apart at the seams. She says later, At these times I feel blurred, as if there are two of me, one superimposed on the other, but imperfectly. There's an edge of transparency, and beside it a rim of solid flesh that's without feeling, like a scar. I can see what's happening, I can hear what's being said to me, but I don't hav...

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