My Daddy's a Diver Review

The short story "My Daddy's a Diver" was very effective as a short story. This short story uses a majority of the genre requirements which include an effective title, imagery and figurative language which all contribute to making this story successful. The title is effective in the way that it is in the persepective of the little daughter, where the story is coming from the diver/fathers perspective. For me as the reader the story was very emotional, in parts such as the father realising that when he killed the fish for his supper he realised he had killed a mate of another fish which made him think about the death of his wife. Another part in the story which was quite emotional was when the daughter said "Daddy, do fish cry?" followed by the concluding sentence which was 'At this moment a man, not a fish, found himself weeping. In this story an inner and physical journey takes place, inner, when the father realises that fish can also grieve over their lost mate and physical in the way that the diver was swimming in the ocean searching for fish to eat for supper. Overall this short story was very effective because it used many of the genre requirements such as imagery and was very emotional and engaging.

Read Unpolished Part III

What Does Part III say to the reader about Journey? Part III purely focusses on the migrant journey that the family have had. It discusses the family's aspiration for the 'Australian Dream' which is to build their own dream house with a big backyard and to have a successful buisness. This part in the story is also when the family have come to the realisation that they have lost their amazement for the new 'wonderland' country that they once believed it was. A conversation in this section also talks about how the family believe that on the outside they may look like they are adjusting to this new life where on the inside they believe that they are still the migrants from Cambodia.

Homework Task: Week 1

When I was a child I remember my sister and I recieved a doll house from our Grandparents for Christmas. I was around the age of four and my sister would have been three, it was the first doll house we had ever had and it was very special to my sister and I. The house itself was a creamy/ beige colour and the interior was pink and a turquoise blue,I remember that we used to play with it all the time. Although we do not have the house anymore, we still have some of the furniture and whenever we look at it, it reminds us of how much we used to love the house as a child. It also reminds me of the fact that we are getting older and all the things we used to play with and enjoy as a child we don't anymore and its a constant reminder that we are not the little kids we used to be and life is not as simple and full of play as it was back when I was younger.