Anna Frank

Anna Frank

  • Submitted By: arshasm
  • Date Submitted: 10/20/2010 11:59 AM
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Reaction of reading Anna Frank’s Fear
When my teacher started talking about a girl who lived in world second war, I did not realize that she was going to talk about a diary written by 12 years old girl Anna Frank. It was all about her feeling of fear. From the beginning it was extremely interesting which is like a drug for me. I wanted to know what would happen next.
There are some questions and answers about her little piece of diary.
Question 1: In the first two paragraphs, how does Anna Frank use to convey her feeling of fear to the reader?
She conveys her feeling of fear extremely strong to the reader. She used all five sensory that all man kinds have. She says: It was a terrible time through which I was living. The war raged about us. By day the sound of cannon and rifle shots was almost continuous, and the nights were mysteriously filled with sparks and sudden explosions that seemed to come from some unknown depths. I do not remember that tumult quite clearly, but I do know that all day long I was in the grip of fear. I felt nothing, nothing but fear; Fear clawed at my mind and body and shook me.
Question 2: In paragraph 3, what words and phrases does Anne Frank use to convey the sound of what is happening around her?
She used: violent explosions, tremendous crash, noise of much breaking glass and an ear-splitting chorus of yelling and screaming.
Question 3: In the third paragraph, why do you think Anne Frank includes sounds rather than other forms of sensory descriptions?
Because, sound gives us all different feeling such as scary sound, funny sound and so on. For example: In horror film they usually use sound effects to make feel people scary. That is why Anne tried to convey to reader what she felt.
Question 4: When Anne Frank stops running, why do her feelings change?
She connected with nature. As she said: I sensed that it had got more quiet. I looked around and, as if waking up from nightmare, I saw that there was nothing or no one behind...

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