Lord Of The Flies; Chapter 3 – Huts On The Beach

“Compassion and Fruit”
Simon

Dear Journal,
Today was probably the start of development here on the island. Everyone seemed to be working, for a few of us. It seemed that only I, Jack, and Ralph were working. We had two tasks, building shelters, and hunting. I expected some contrite faces after an hour or so but everyone just kept playing their games and swimming in the pool. Ralph and I were working on the 3rd hut, then Jack showed up. There seemed to be some compulsion to deny Jack. Both were in an argument whether the shelters go first or hunting. I think hunting is necessary, although I don’t see the reason to argue. Both had rapt faces. It seemed like the discussion could go on forever. I agree with Ralph about the fire, we need to maintain it’s smoke if we want to bee seen. If we don’t get rescued, I think things are going to get a bit scary around here. The vicissitudes of Jack and Ralph’s friendship is forming, who knows how much longer they’ll stay friends. The susurrations of the “beastie” aren’t over. We haven’t forgotten to the little boy with a mark on his face. Speaking of little boys, today I helped some out. They were too small to pick the ripe fruit of the trees. So I climbed up the mountain, and helped them out. I like to help people out, and I hate it when people don’t get along. So I hope things go well for Jack and Ralph.