You take your material where you find it, which is in your life, at the intersection of past and present. Also ambiguous is the issue of how much of the book is autobiography. I true war story is never actually about the war. The author is describing how a war story is not really about the story, but about the details, the little things, the things that make the story, or their war experience, memorable. Theoretically, the soldiers have one main factor in common with Li Van Hgoc; they are all deserters from the war. There is a kind of largeness to it, a kind of godliness. His driving point is that a war story, if true, should not leave you feeling uplifted because it leaves the fighters of that war with a burden of past sights and actions that they now will have to carry.
He shot away -chunks of meat below the ribs. You can't tell where you are, or why you're there, and the only certainty is absolute ambiguity. It does not instruct, nor encourage virtue, nor suggest models of proper human behavior, nor restrain men from doing the things men have always done. It's about the way that dawn spreads out on a river when you know you must cross the river and march into the mountains and do things you are afraid to do. He shot it in the hindquarters and in the little hump at its back. According to the Indian Times, madness is the rule in warfare Hebert.
Kiowa and Mitchell Sanders don't shoot the animal to put it out of its misery, instead they throw it down the village well—which is menacing in its own way because the animal would drown and poison village's water. Sometimes stories are abandoned, only to be continued pages or chapters later. But in fact this confusion becomes the truth. After dinner, Rat Kiley pet it and offered it some of his food, which it refused. Beyond anything else, he was afraid of disgracing himself, and therefore his family and village. No Curt Lemon, no Rat Kiley.
This one does it for me. For all its horror, you can't help but gape at the awful majesty of combat. Certain things happen you can't explain but yet you won't forget them. In the presence of his father and uncles, he pretended to look forward to doing his patriotic duty, which was also a privilege, but at night he prayed with his mother that the war might end soon. This conflict is a man. O'Brien draws the reader into the text, calling the reader's attention to the process of invention and challenging him to determine which, if any, of the stories are true.
Mitchel Sanders, a teammate told a story about how his unit heard noises and after that night they killed a buffalo and stabbed it so many times. Over here, man, every sin's ret fresh and original. Sometimes it came in degrees, like the cold; sometimes you were very brave up to a point and then beyond that point you were not so brave. I can revive, at least briefly, that which is absolute and unchanging. Curt Lemon and Rat Kiley were best friends and they were so young they didn't understand how careful they needed to be in the war. Even then, at nine years old, I wanted to live inside her body.
In my opinion, I agree the historical and fictional truth do not need to be the same thing because either way you never really know the truth in a war story. Both stories have many events that create different effects and cause different responses for the reader form a historical and formalist point of view. The Things They Carried Chapter 7, How to Tell a True War Story Tim says that this story is true. As a writer, all you can do is pick a street and go for the ride, putting things down as they come at you. O'Brien, the author and soldier during the story, then describes a story that a man named Mitchell Sanders told him.
If you'd feel betrayed by its untruth, then it's not true, even if it happened. They where sad stories that left you feeling a little empty. We learn that Norman Bowker, who eventually commits suicide, asks the narrator to compose the story and that the author has revised the tale for inclusion in The Things They Carried because a postwar story is more appropriate for the later book than for Going After Cacciato. Clearly O'Brien resists a simplistic classification of his latest work. Bob Kiley, a soldier that everyone called Rat experienced a type of warfare that caused him a personal type of madness. Which version of the story, if either, is accurate? You can tell a true war story by the questions you ask.
Do you agree that fictional truth and historical truth do not need to be the same thing? I can see him turning, looking back at Rat Kiley, then he laughed and took that curious half step from shade into sunlight, his face brown and shining, and when his foot touched down, in that instant, he must've thought it was the sunlight that was killing him. Also, to better understand what was happening during that time by reading the literature that was written during that time period. A true war story doesn't have a happy ending, or a hero. Usually it's an older woman of kindly temperament and humane politics. Afterward, we sat waiting for Rat to get himself together.
As a result, the stories become epistemological tools, multidimensional windows through which the war, the world, and the ways of telling a war story can be viewed from many different angles and visions. They marched for the sake of the march. One night, the men hear voices and noises that sound like a cocktail party. The first story that Tim tells follows a nice, tight narrative structure: exposition, conflict, heroic exploit, resolution. A true war story is not about courage and heroism but about the reality of misplaced anger and the inability of soldiers to deal effectively with their feelings about a horrible experience. Such as, there is no moral, ever to a war story, or that the truth matters and you believe what you want to believe.
But then Tim hears a noise and turns to look. Consequently, we want that story to have happened. There was a story that happened, and that story was told in different views and points. The relationship between historical and fictional truth is whether or not the question or message really matters. You become part of a tribe and you share the same blood- you give it together, you take it together. It's about the feelings that you get. Right and wrong aren't what they used to be.