Period 2/3 Odd days
7 April 2008
The lights grow brighter as the earth lurches away from the sun and now the orchestra is playing yellow cocktail music and the opera of voices pitches a key higher. Laughter is easier, minute by minute spilled with prodigality, tipped out at a cheerful word. The groups change more swiftly, swell with new arrivals, dissolve and form in the same breath--already there are wanderers, confident girls who weave here and there among the stouter and more stable, become for a sharp, joyous moment the center of a group and then excited with triumph glide on through the sea-change of faces and voices and color under the constantly changing light. Suddenly one of these gypsies in trembling opal, seizes a cocktail out of the air, dumps it down for courage and moving her hands like Frisco dances out alone on the canvas platform. A momentary hush; the orchestra leader varies his rhythm obligingly for her and there is a burst of chatter as the erroneous news goes around that she is Gilda Gray's understudy from the "Follies." The party has begun. I believe that on the first night I went to Gatsby's house I was one of the few guests who had actually been invited. People were not invited--they went there. They got into automobiles which bore them out to Long Island and somehow they ended up at Gatsby's door. Once there they were introduced by somebody who knew Gatsby and after that they conducted themselves according to the rules of behavior associated with amusement parks. Sometimes they came and went without having met Gatsby at all, came for the party with simplicity of heart that was its own ticket of admission.
I chose this passage because I think it reflects the kind of person Gatsby is. I believe that Gatsby is a shallow person that only cares about what other people think. That is why he has a tremendous amount of people at his house. He wants people to have a good time at his house, because he is the man that through the party. I chose to use photo story and exemplify how photos of my friends contrast to what Gatsby is like. Gatsby does not have any true friends. I showed the class pictures of my friends to demonstrate how great it is to “live, laugh, love”. Gatsby did not have the chance to have friends. All he did was throw parties and the people that went truly did not even care about him. Everyone has a best friend and if one had to pick Nick would be Gatsby’s best friend. This shows how distant Gatsby’s friends were to him. These pictures and this excerpt exemplify how much of an important role Jay Gatsby played in the novel.