Coincidental Convenient Cheese
February 9, 2012I wouldn’t be so quick to poo-poo the sudden unexpected delight of a timely appearance of wheel, wedge, or yes even snuffbox full of cheese. In my own experience, I’ve found cheese to be one of the most serendipitous of dairy products. Not as fickle as ice cream or as inopportune as buttermilk.
Why many’s the time I’ve thought to myself “Boy, I could really go for a snack.” Only to stumble upon a chunk of harvarti secreted in the hollow of a tree or a block of asiago fortuitously packed in the pouch of a friend’s fannypack.
Wait a second is that weird?
I had a bit of an epiphany this afternoon. I realized that we have now been reading this book for months. (Months!) A book commonly assigned to elementary school children to be read in a matter of weeks has taken you and I the better part of the Fall and Winter.
Now, I would like to claim that this is due to my intense deep reading of the text. Saying, “It takes to deconstruct every shivering timber and unpack every ‘Yo-ho-ho.’” “Close Reading” might be over-stating the level of attention I’ve given to this book. (Part of it takes place on a ship, right?)
In any case, while I know New Year’s resolutions are all the rage, I am going make a February 8th Resolution (No really, I think it will catch on): I will finish this book before the end of the month. (Thank goodness for Leap Day.)!
I’m not doing this for Jim Hawkins, Dr. Livesey, Squire Trelawney, Long John Silver or the parrot. I am doing this for me. (Okay, me and the parrot…there is a parrot in this book isn’t there? If not, I am going to be very disappointed.) In any case, I feel destined to succeed.
Yo-ho-ho,
Justin
Oh yeah, interesting fact I learned today Treasure Island‘s very own Robert Louis Stevenson was first cousins with British novelist Graham Greene’s mother (Iyer 2012). Small world.
References:
Iyer, Pico. The Man Within My Head. Alfred A. Knopf, New York. 2012.
