Summary of Laurie Lee's Cider with Rosie

Everest Media

Description

Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I was born in the village in the summer of the last year of the First World War. I had never been so close to grass before, and I wept. I was lost and didn’t know where to move. I was alone in a world whose behavior I could neither predict nor fathom.
#2 The house was finally furnished on that first day. The sisters spent the rest of the day eating currants and bread, and I crawled around on the unfamiliar floor calling on the ornaments and pictures to bless me with their company.
#3 I grew up in a house with many mysteries, and I learned to love exploring them. I learned to navigate my world, and became aware of its safe havens and dust-deserts. I learned to be grateful for the few horrors that were there to teach me about the infinite possibilities of horror.
#4 The scullery was a mine of all the minerals of living. It had water, which was a different element from the green crawling scum that stank in the garden tub. You could pump it in pure blue gulps out of the ground, and it came out sparkling like liquid sky.

Sujets

• Historical
• Lettres et linguistique
• Biography
• Autobiography

Informations

• Publié par: Everest Media LLC
• Date de parution: 23 juillet 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9798822546738
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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Insights on Laurie Lee's Cider with Rosie
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Insights from Chapter 1

#1

I was born in the village in the summer of the last year of the First World War. I had never been so close to grass before, and I wept. I was lost and didn’t know where to move. I was alone in a world whose behavior I could neither predict nor fathom.

#2

The house was finally furnished on that first day. The sisters spent the rest of the day eating currants and bread, and I crawled around on the unfamiliar floor calling on the ornaments and pictures to bless me with their company.

#3

I grew up in a house with many mysteries, and I learned to love exploring them. I learned to navigate my world, and became aware of its safe havens and dust-deserts. I learned to be grateful for the few horrors that were there to teach me about the infinite possibilities of horror.

#4

The scullery was a mine of all the minerals of living. It had water, which was a different element from the green crawling scum that stank in the garden tub. You could pump it in pure blue gulps out of the ground, and it came out sparkling like liquid sky.

#5

I was awake one morning when I opened my eyes and found them blind. I had woken up too early from a dream of crocodiles, and I was not ready for this further outrage. I heard the girls’ footsteps on the stairs, and I shouted, Our Marge! I can’t see anything! The cold edge of a flannel passed over my face, and I was back in the world.

#6

I adored the look of the man, who was no tramp. He had four bright medals in his pocket, which he would polish and lay on the table like money. He spoke like nobody else we knew.

#7

When my mother went to visit my father, the house was suddenly filled with girls. The sisters were tumbling about with brooms and dishcloths, and they were arguing and quarreling. But they still managed to eat and sleep.

#8

The schoolhouse fire was a sign of the end of the war, and the beginning of something new. I knew something momentous was happening, and I was excited to see what happened next.
Insights from Chapter 2