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Yaritza Nunez February 2, 2015 808 Ms. Riley “The Story of Keesh and the Life of Pi” In a short story named “The Story of Keesh” and a novel excerpt named “The Life of Pi” both authors, Jack London and Yann Martel, develop certain qualities in characters who /nd the strength in themselves to want to survive when in extreme situations. Both Keesh and Pi obtain three traits that help them survive in these extreme environments such as bravery, intelligence and strategic plans. First, an example in which Keesh uses bravery in “The Story of Keesh” shown when Keesh stated “Bok, my father, was a great hunter.
I, too, his son, shall go and hunt the meat that I eat. ” This showed a sign of bravery because it was known that Bok died from hunting a polar bear knowing Bok was one of the strongest and most superior hunters. Therefore, although knowing that one of the greatest hunters died from hunting, Keesh was brave enough to hunt at only thirteen years of age. However, the character Pi in “The Life of Pi” was brave as explained through the quote “And so I pushed aside all thoughts of Richard Parker and fearlessly went exploring for fresh water. ” This explains how Pi no longer feared the tiger, Richard Parker. At hat moment he was only determined to /nd water even if he had to risk being seen or eaten by the tiger to move around the boat. This was important in order for Pi to survive because Pi needed water to live considering he was slowly reaching his death. Second, it was proven that the character Pi from “The Life of Pi” was very intelligent surviving on a boat with a tiger. This was shown through the quote “the whole package disappeared in a few minutes, wrapping paper 4ying away in the wind. I considered opening another carton, but I thought better. ” This quote explains how Pi /nally found food on the boat but he was smart nough to save the rest of the food for later when he was further hungrier to receive more energy for survival. Instead, Pi could’ve devoured it all in one moment but he chose not to. “The Story of Keesh” is similar because the quote, “Bok, my father, was a great hunter. I too, his son shall go hunt the meat that I eat” also shows how Keesh was intelligent enough to realize that he wasn’t going to let his mother and him live o6 of the poor meat that to council gives them. Therefore, he will go out and hunt his own. This was intelligent to his survival because Keesh and Ikeega wouldn’t be able to urvive o6 of the small portions of meat they were receiving. The last comparison which Pi from “The Story of Keesh” shows is that they are both strategic. In “The Life of Pi’ is stated, “don’t I have here a perfect circus ring, inescapably round, without a single corner for him to hide in? I looked down at the sea. Wasn’t this an ideal source of threats with which I condition him to obey? I noticed a whistle hanging from one of the life jackets. Wouldn’t this make a good whip to keep him in line? ” This explains how Pi has a strategy in which he will use several utilities to tame Richard
Parker, the tiger, in order to survive with him on the boat. He would use the whistle to control his actions, the boat was round therefore the tiger couldn’t hide, and the sharks in the ocean would be a great threat enough to scare Richard Parker. On the other hand, Keesh was strategic by using blubber balls to hunt. He explains what it does and how to make it by stating, “One takes a small chunk of blubber, thus, and thus makes it hollow. Then into the hollow goes the whalebone. After that it is put outside where it freezes into a little round ball. The bear swallows the round ball, the blubber melts, the halebone with its sharp ends stands out straight, the bear gets sick, and when the bear is very sick, why, you kill him with a spear. ” This shows how Keesh develops a strategy in which a whalebone is placed in blubber and frozen. Then the predator eats it, the blubber ball unfreezes, the predator gets sick, and you kill it. This blubber ball invention was crucial to the survival of Keesh because the blubber balls helped Keesh hunt therefore without this, Keesh might’ve been killed in the process of hunting. In conclusion, Keesh in “The Story of Keesh” and Pi in “The Life of Pi” are rave, intelligent and strategic which helps them survive in extreme environments. Keesh is brave by going hunting despise the dangers while Pi risked his life with a tiger named, Richard Parker by trying to search for water. Keesh was intelligent because he decided to hunt his own meat rather than depending on others while Pi decided to save food for himself for when he was hungrier later on instead of eating it all at once. Last, Keesh was strategic by inventing blubber balls which killed predators while Pi developed ways to tame the tiger, Richard Parker, in order to survive. Yaritza Nunez Class: 808
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SHIRLEY GRIFFITH: Now, the Special English program, AMERICAN STORIES.
Our story this week is "Keesh." It was written by Jack London. Here is Shep O’Neal to tell you the story.
SHEP O'NEAL: Keesh lived at the edge of the polar sea. He had seen thirteen suns in the Eskimo way of keeping time. Among the Eskimos, the sun each winter leaves the land in darkness. And the next year, a new sun returns, so it might be warm again.
The father of Keesh had been a brave man. But he had died hunting for food. Keesh was his only son. Keesh lived along with his mother, Ikeega.
One night, the village council met in the big igloo of Klosh-kwan, the chief. Keesh was there with the others. He listened, then waited for silence.
He said, “It is true that you give us some meat. But it is often old and tough meat, and has many bones.”
The hunters were surprised. This was a child speaking against them. A child talking like a grown man!
Keesh said, “My father, Bok, was a great hunter. It is said that Bok brought home more meat than any of the two best hunters. And that he divided the meat so that all got an equal share.”
“Naah! Naah!” the hunters cried. “Put the child out! Send him to bed. He should not talk to gray-beards this way!”
Keesh waited until the noise stopped. “You have a wife, Ugh-gluk,” he said. “And you speak for her. My mother has no one but me. So I speak. As I say, Bok hunted greatly, but is now dead. It is only fair then that my mother, who was his wife, and I, his son, should have meat when the tribe has meat. I, Keesh, son of Bok, have spoken.”
Again, there was a great noise in the igloo. The council ordered Keesh to bed. It even talked of giving him no food.
Keesh jumped to his feet. “Hear me!” he cried. “Never shall I speak in the council igloo again. I shall go hunt meat like my father, Bok.”
There was much laughter when Keesh spoke of hunting. The laughter followed Keesh as he left the council meeting.
The next day, Keesh started out for the shore, where the land meets the ice. Those who watched saw that he carried his bow and many arrows. Across his shoulder was his father’s big hunting spear. Again there was laughter.
One day passed, then a second. On the third day, a great wind blew. There was no sign of Keesh. His mother, Ikeega, put burned seal oil on her face to show her sorrow. The women shouted at their men for letting the little boy go. The men made no answer, but got ready to search for the body of Keesh.
Early next morning, Keesh walked into the village. Across his shoulders was fresh meat. “Go you men, with dogs and sleds. Follow my footsteps. Travel for a day,” he said. “There is much meat on the ice. A she-bear and her two cubs.”
His mother was very happy. Keesh, trying to be a man, said to her, “Come, Ikeega, let us eat. And after that, I shall sleep. For I am tired.”
There was much talk after Keesh went to his igloo. The killing of a bear was dangerous. But it was three times more dangerous to kill a mother bear with cubs. The men did not believe Keesh had done so. But the women pointed to the fresh meat. At last, the men agreed to go for the meat that was left. But they were not very happy.
One said that even if Keesh had killed the bear, he probably had not cut the meat into pieces. But when the men arrived, they found that Keesh had not only killed the bear, but had also cut it into pieces, just like a grown hunter.
So began the mystery of Keesh.
On his next trip, he killed a young bear…and on the following trip, a large male bear and its mate.
Then there was talk of magic and witchcraft in the village. “He hunts with evil spirits,” said one. “Maybe his father’s spirit hunts with him,” said another.
Keesh continued to bring meat to the village. Some people thought he was a great hunter. There was talk of making him chief, after old Klosh-kwan. They waited, hoping he would come to council meetings. But he never came.
“I would like to build an igloo.” Keesh said one day, “but I have no time. My job is hunting. So it would be just if the men and women of the village who eat my meat, build my igloo.” And the igloo was built. It was even bigger than the igloo of the Chief Klosh-kwan.
One day, Ugh-gluk talked to Keesh. “It is said that you hunt with evil spirits, and they help you kill the bear.”
“Is not the meat good?” Keesh answered. “Has anyone in the village yet become sick after eating it? How do you know evil spirits are with me? Or do you say it because I am a good hunter?”
Ugh-gluk had no answer.
The council sat up late talking about Keesh and the meat. They decided to spy on him.
On Keesh’s next trip, two young hunters, Bim and Bawn, followed him. After five days, they returned. The council met to hear their story.
“Brothers,” Bim said, “we followed Keesh, and he did not see us. The first day he came to a great bear. Keesh shouted at the bear, loudly. The bear saw him and became angry. It rose high on its legs and growled. But Keesh walked up to it.”
“We saw it,” Bawn, the other hunter, said. “The bear began to run toward Keesh. Keesh ran away. But as he ran, he dropped a little round ball on the ice. The bear stopped and smelled the ball, then ate it. Keesh continued to run, dropping more balls on the ice. The bear followed and ate the balls.”
The council members listened to every word. Bim continued the story. “The bear suddenly stood up straight and began to shout in pain.
“Evil spirits,” said Ugh-gluk.
I do not know,” said Bawn. “I can tell only what my eyes saw. The bear grew weak. Then it sat down and pulled at its own fur with its sharp claws. Keesh watched the bear that whole day.”
“For three more days, Keesh continued to watch the bear. It was getting weaker and weaker. Keesh moved carefully up to the bear and pushed his father’s spear into it.”
“And then?” asked Klosh-kwan.
“And then we left.”
That afternoon, the council talked and talked. When Keesh arrived in the village, the council sent a messenger to ask him to come to the meeting. But Keesh said he was tired and hungry. He said his igloo was big and could hold many people, if the council wanted a meeting.
Klosh-kwan led the council to the igloo of Keesh. Keesh was eating, but he welcomed them. Klosh-kwan told Keesh that two hunters had seen him kill a bear. And then, in a serious voice to Keesh, he said, “We want to know how you did it.” Did you use magic and witchcraft?”
Keesh looked up and smiled. “No, Klosh-kwan. I am a boy. I know nothing of magic or witchcraft. But I have found an easy way to kill the ice-bear. It is head-craft, not witchcraft.”
“And will you tell us, O Keesh?” Klosh-kwan asked in a shaking voice.
“I will tell you. It is very simple. Watch.”
Keesh picked up a thin piece of whalebone. The ends were pointed and sharp as a knife. Keesh bent the bone into a circle. Suddenly he let the bone go, and it became straight with a sharp snap. He picked up a piece of seal meat.
“So,” he said, “first make a circle with a sharp, thin piece of whale bone. Put the circle of bone inside some seal meat. Put it in the snow to freeze. The bear eats the ball of meat with the circle of bone inside. When the meat gets inside the bear, the meat gets warm, and the bone goes snap! The sharp points make the bear sick. It is easy to kill then. It is simple.”
Ugh-gluk said, “Ohhh!” Klosh-kwan said “Ahh!” Each said something in his own way. And all understood.
That is the story of Keesh, who lived long ago on the edge of the polar sea. Because he used head-craft, instead of witchcraft, he rose from the poorest igloo to be the chief in the village. And for all the years that followed, his people were happy. No one cried at night with pains of hunger.
SHIRLEY GRIFFITH: You have just heard the story, "Keesh." It was written by Jack London. Your storyteller was Shep O’Neal. This is Shirley Griffith.