Writing-in-Role: Holden Caulfield (the Catcher in the Rye)
Selma Thurmer was Pencey’s headmaster’s daughter and seemed to possess interesting personality attributes, so I’ve decided to write about the scene where Holden talks to her on a bus in the beginning chapter of the Catcher in the Rye.
Inserting scene in page three, chapter one, first paragraph: I sat next to her once in the bus from Agerstown and we sort of struck up a conversation...
Personally, I wasn’t really in the mood to talk to old Selma, but I figured I’d do so because she sat right next to me on the bus. I didn’t know what to say, so I talked about the upcoming football game. Saxon Hall was going to face Pencey’s very best quarterback, number 54, Tom Richards. Big deal. Selma certainly wasn’t the type of girl who gave any damn interest in these types of phoney bastards. I knew because she told me that all football jocks hanged out in cliques and treated girls like hell. I’m guessing she only came to these Pencey games, was to please her old man, being the headmaster’s daughter and all. For almost the whole bus ride, I hadn’t even asked where she was going. I didn’t really want to be nosy and all. I really didn’t. But I figured out I should anyways, out of curiosity. …show more content…
“Oh Holden, I would love to!” She said it in a charming voice.
As we headed to the field, I took out Allie’s baseball mitt from my bag with all the writings on it and picked up a nearby baseball I found on the ground. I tossed the ball to Selma like how I did to Allie when I was little. When she tossed it back, I froze and all of a sudden, memories of Allie came flooding back. Out of nowhere, a ball knocked me out. It wasn’t a hard throw, but I just couldn’t get up. Then many god damn voices I heard as a kid came rushing back...
“Holden, are ya ready to catch the ball? Are ya? I’m gonna throw it hard!”
“Holden, I’m so sorry, but Allie is dead from leukemia.”
“We’re brothers forever, don’t ya never forget that!”
Somebody shook me, but I felt paralyzed. I saw so many god damn lights piercing through my eye lids. Some nurse told me I was knocked out. My ass. Finally, when I woke up the nurse told me that she’ll take my blood to check, but I screamed. “You’re not gonna take away Allie, you’re not!”
I’ve must have been more paranoid then I thought. I was at that god damn hospital for nearly a
Selma Thurmer was Pencey’s headmaster’s daughter and seemed to possess interesting personality attributes, so I’ve decided to write about the scene where Holden talks to her on a bus in the beginning chapter of the Catcher in the Rye.
Inserting scene in page three, chapter one, first paragraph: I sat next to her once in the bus from Agerstown and we sort of struck up a conversation...
Personally, I wasn’t really in the mood to talk to old Selma, but I figured I’d do so because she sat right next to me on the bus. I didn’t know what to say, so I talked about the upcoming football game. Saxon Hall was going to face Pencey’s very best quarterback, number 54, Tom Richards. Big deal. Selma certainly wasn’t the type of girl who gave any damn interest in these types of phoney bastards. I knew because she told me that all football jocks hanged out in cliques and treated girls like hell. I’m guessing she only came to these Pencey games, was to please her old man, being the headmaster’s daughter and all. For almost the whole bus ride, I hadn’t even asked where she was going. I didn’t really want to be nosy and all. I really didn’t. But I figured out I should anyways, out of curiosity. …show more content…
“Oh Holden, I would love to!” She said it in a charming voice.
As we headed to the field, I took out Allie’s baseball mitt from my bag with all the writings on it and picked up a nearby baseball I found on the ground. I tossed the ball to Selma like how I did to Allie when I was little. When she tossed it back, I froze and all of a sudden, memories of Allie came flooding back. Out of nowhere, a ball knocked me out. It wasn’t a hard throw, but I just couldn’t get up. Then many god damn voices I heard as a kid came rushing back...
“Holden, are ya ready to catch the ball? Are ya? I’m gonna throw it hard!”
“Holden, I’m so sorry, but Allie is dead from leukemia.”
“We’re brothers forever, don’t ya never forget that!”
Somebody shook me, but I felt paralyzed. I saw so many god damn lights piercing through my eye lids. Some nurse told me I was knocked out. My ass. Finally, when I woke up the nurse told me that she’ll take my blood to check, but I screamed. “You’re not gonna take away Allie, you’re not!”
I’ve must have been more paranoid then I thought. I was at that god damn hospital for nearly a