The document summarizes various passages from The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini, including details about the characters Baba and Ali, Hassan's origins, mothers in Afghanistan, the Hazara people, winning male approval, Assef bullying Hassan, stealing a watch, moving to America, fatherhood, confronting Assef again, and rescuing Sohrab. It focuses on major people and events in the novel through brief summaries of different chapters.
Baramulla Bomber Preview (Book Eka of Svastik Trilogy)ClarkPrasad
AN ANCIENT WEAPON FROM THE VEDAS & BIBLE
ONCE HUNTED BY THE NAZIS
POWERED BY THE SOUND OF UNIVERSE
REBORN WITH HELP OF QUANTUM PHYSICS
GOING TO BE UNLEASHED ON TO THE WORLD
AND KASHMIR HOLDS ITS SECRET
The only way
Multiple intelligence agencies are tracking Mansur Haider, a god-fearing aspiring cricketer from Kashmir. His girlfriend, Aahana Yajurvedi, is trying to locate her missing mountaineering team, who vanished after a mysterious earthquake strikes Shaksgam Valley. Investigating Mansur and the Shaksgam Valley incident is Swedish intelligence officer, Adolf Silfverskiöld, whose only relationship to god consists of escorting his girlfriend to Church.
To save the world
A dual China-Pakistan battlefront scenario facing the Indian Home Minister, Augustya Rathore, whose ancestors carry a prehistoric secret linked to the stars. He is faced with the challenge of finding a lasting solution to the Kashmir crisis.
Is to challenge one’s faith
Which Biblical Weapon was Tested in Shaksgam Valley? Why is Mansur Haider Important? Is There a Solution to the Kashmir Crisis? Can Destiny be Controlled? Does a Cosmic Religion Exist?
Organised as part of the Literati-2017 at the St. Agnes School, Kharagpur....participants were the students of Class VII to Class X of 15 different schools....
Baramulla Bomber Preview (Book Eka of Svastik Trilogy)ClarkPrasad
AN ANCIENT WEAPON FROM THE VEDAS & BIBLE
ONCE HUNTED BY THE NAZIS
POWERED BY THE SOUND OF UNIVERSE
REBORN WITH HELP OF QUANTUM PHYSICS
GOING TO BE UNLEASHED ON TO THE WORLD
AND KASHMIR HOLDS ITS SECRET
The only way
Multiple intelligence agencies are tracking Mansur Haider, a god-fearing aspiring cricketer from Kashmir. His girlfriend, Aahana Yajurvedi, is trying to locate her missing mountaineering team, who vanished after a mysterious earthquake strikes Shaksgam Valley. Investigating Mansur and the Shaksgam Valley incident is Swedish intelligence officer, Adolf Silfverskiöld, whose only relationship to god consists of escorting his girlfriend to Church.
To save the world
A dual China-Pakistan battlefront scenario facing the Indian Home Minister, Augustya Rathore, whose ancestors carry a prehistoric secret linked to the stars. He is faced with the challenge of finding a lasting solution to the Kashmir crisis.
Is to challenge one’s faith
Which Biblical Weapon was Tested in Shaksgam Valley? Why is Mansur Haider Important? Is There a Solution to the Kashmir Crisis? Can Destiny be Controlled? Does a Cosmic Religion Exist?
Organised as part of the Literati-2017 at the St. Agnes School, Kharagpur....participants were the students of Class VII to Class X of 15 different schools....
Writing style of khalid hosseini in ‘theIrshad Husein
a brief presentation Upon THE writing style of KHALID HOSSEINI in THE KITE RUNNER,
similes, metaphors, personification, symbolism, allusions and many more,,,,,,,,,,,,
2016: quotes to use for chinese cinderellaSteven Kolber
A guide to creating a mini-essay for the novel Chinese Cinderella. Step-by-step guide for students to begin a basic essay which they can then expand upon and adapt.
The Joy of Reading and Writing Superman .docxchristalgrieg
The
Joy
of
Reading
and
Writing:
Superman
and
Me
by
Sherman
Alexie
Los
Angeles
Times,
April
19
1998
I learned to read with a Superman comic book. Simple enough, I suppose. I cannot recall which
particular Superman comic book I read, nor can I remember which villain he fought in that issue. I
cannot remember the plot, nor the means by which I obtained the comic book. What I can remember
is this: I was 3 years old, a Spokane Indian boy living with his family on the Spokane Indian
Reservation in eastern Washington state. We were poor by most standards, but one of my parents
usually managed to find some minimum-wage job or another, which made us middle-class by
reservation standards. I had a brother and three sisters. We lived on a combination of irregular
paychecks, hope, fear and government surplus food.
My father, who is one of the few Indians who went to Catholic school on purpose, was an avid
reader of westerns, spy thrillers, murder mysteries, gangster epics, basketball player biographies and
anything else he could find. He bought his books by the pound at Dutch's Pawn Shop, Goodwill,
Salvation Army and Value Village. When he had extra money, he bought new novels at
supermarkets, convenience stores and hospital gift shops. Our house was filled with books. They
were stacked in crazy piles in the bathroom, bedrooms and living room. In a fit of unemployment-
inspired creative energy, my father built a set of bookshelves and soon filled them with a random
assortment of books about the Kennedy assassination, Watergate, the Vietnam War and the entire
23-book series of the Apache westerns. My father loved books, and since I loved my father with an
aching devotion, I decided to love books as well.
I can remember picking up my father's books before I could read. The words themselves were
mostly foreign, but I still remember the exact moment when I first understood, with a sudden clarity,
the purpose of a paragraph. I didn't have the vocabulary to say "paragraph," but I realized that a
paragraph was a fence that held words. The words inside a paragraph worked together for a
common purpose. They had some specific reason for being inside the same fence. This knowledge
delighted me. I began to think of everything in terms of paragraphs. Our reservation was a small
paragraph within the United States. My family's house was a paragraph, distinct from the other
paragraphs of the LeBrets to the north, the Fords to our south and the Tribal School to the west.
Inside our house, each family member existed as a separate paragraph but still had genetics and
common experiences to link us. Now, using this logic, I can see my changed family as an essay of
seven paragraphs: mother, father, older brother, the deceased sister, my younger twin sisters and
our adopted little brother.
At the same time I was seeing the world in paragraphs, I also picked up that Supe ...
Writing style of khalid hosseini in ‘theIrshad Husein
a brief presentation Upon THE writing style of KHALID HOSSEINI in THE KITE RUNNER,
similes, metaphors, personification, symbolism, allusions and many more,,,,,,,,,,,,
2016: quotes to use for chinese cinderellaSteven Kolber
A guide to creating a mini-essay for the novel Chinese Cinderella. Step-by-step guide for students to begin a basic essay which they can then expand upon and adapt.
The Joy of Reading and Writing Superman .docxchristalgrieg
The
Joy
of
Reading
and
Writing:
Superman
and
Me
by
Sherman
Alexie
Los
Angeles
Times,
April
19
1998
I learned to read with a Superman comic book. Simple enough, I suppose. I cannot recall which
particular Superman comic book I read, nor can I remember which villain he fought in that issue. I
cannot remember the plot, nor the means by which I obtained the comic book. What I can remember
is this: I was 3 years old, a Spokane Indian boy living with his family on the Spokane Indian
Reservation in eastern Washington state. We were poor by most standards, but one of my parents
usually managed to find some minimum-wage job or another, which made us middle-class by
reservation standards. I had a brother and three sisters. We lived on a combination of irregular
paychecks, hope, fear and government surplus food.
My father, who is one of the few Indians who went to Catholic school on purpose, was an avid
reader of westerns, spy thrillers, murder mysteries, gangster epics, basketball player biographies and
anything else he could find. He bought his books by the pound at Dutch's Pawn Shop, Goodwill,
Salvation Army and Value Village. When he had extra money, he bought new novels at
supermarkets, convenience stores and hospital gift shops. Our house was filled with books. They
were stacked in crazy piles in the bathroom, bedrooms and living room. In a fit of unemployment-
inspired creative energy, my father built a set of bookshelves and soon filled them with a random
assortment of books about the Kennedy assassination, Watergate, the Vietnam War and the entire
23-book series of the Apache westerns. My father loved books, and since I loved my father with an
aching devotion, I decided to love books as well.
I can remember picking up my father's books before I could read. The words themselves were
mostly foreign, but I still remember the exact moment when I first understood, with a sudden clarity,
the purpose of a paragraph. I didn't have the vocabulary to say "paragraph," but I realized that a
paragraph was a fence that held words. The words inside a paragraph worked together for a
common purpose. They had some specific reason for being inside the same fence. This knowledge
delighted me. I began to think of everything in terms of paragraphs. Our reservation was a small
paragraph within the United States. My family's house was a paragraph, distinct from the other
paragraphs of the LeBrets to the north, the Fords to our south and the Tribal School to the west.
Inside our house, each family member existed as a separate paragraph but still had genetics and
common experiences to link us. Now, using this logic, I can see my changed family as an essay of
seven paragraphs: mother, father, older brother, the deceased sister, my younger twin sisters and
our adopted little brother.
At the same time I was seeing the world in paragraphs, I also picked up that Supe ...
2. 2 January 28, 2013
Baba and Ali
P.4 “They stuffed their pipes – except their
favorite three topics:
politics, business, soccer.”
3. 3 January 28, 2013
Hassan’s origins
P.5 “It was there, in that little shack, that
Hassan was born in the winter of 1964…In
the eighteen years that I lived in that
house, I stepped into Hassan and Ali’s
quarters only a handful of times.”
4. 4 January 28, 2013
Mothers
P.6“While my mother haemorrhaged to
death during childbirth, Hassan lost his less
than a week after he was born. Lost her to
a fate most Afghans considered far worse
than death: She ran off with a clan of
traveling singers and dancers.”
5. 5 January 28, 2013
Hazaras
P. 8 An old history born written by an
Iranian called Khorami. “The book said a
lot of thing I didn’t know, things my
teachers hadn’t mentioned. Things Baba
hadn’t mentioned either. It also said some
things I did know, like that people called
Hazaras mice-eating, flat-nosed, load-
carrying donkeys.
6. 6 January 28, 2013
p. 31 Story writer -- identity
Rahim Khan writes a note: “God has
granted you a special talent…the most
impressive thing about your story is that it
has irony…”
7. 7 January 28, 2013
Winning – male approval
P. 63 “Then I saw Baba on our roof. He
was standing on the edge, pumping both
of his fists. Hollering and clapping. And
that right there was the single greatest
moment of my twelve years of life, seeing
Baba on that roof, proud of me at last.”
8. 8 January 28, 2013
p. 68 The subaltern?
Assef: “Why he only plays with you when
no one else is around? I’ll tell you
why, Hazara. Because to him, you’re
nothing but an ugly pet. Something he
caqn play with when he’s
bored, something he can kick when he’s
angry.”
P. 69. “I opened my mouth, almost said
something. Almost. The rest of my life
might have turned out differently if I had.
But I didn’t. I just watched. Paralyzed.”
9. 9 January 28, 2013
p. 98 Stealing of the watch
“He knew I’d seen everything in that alley,
that I’d there and done nothing. He knew
I had betrayed him and yet he was
rescuing me once again, maybe for the
last time….I wasn’t worthy of this sacrifice;
I was a liar, a cheat and a thief.”
10. 10 January 28, 2013
America
P. 116 “Amir loved the idea of America.
It was living in America that gave him an
ulcer.”
11. 11 January 28, 2013
Fatherhood
P. 169 “The idea of fatherhood unleashed
a swirl of emotions in me. I found it
frightening, invigorating, daunting, and
exhilarating all that at the same time.
What sort of father would I make, I
wondered. I wanted to be just like Baba
and I wanted to be nothing like him.”
12. 12 January 28, 2013
p. 263 Assef again
“My entire adult life, whenever I heard
Daourd Khan’s name, what I swaw was
Hassan with his slingshot pointed at Assef’s
face, Hassan saying that they’d have to
start calling him One-Eyed Assef instead
of Assef Goshkor. I remember how envious
I’d been of Hassan’s bravery. Assef had
backed down, promised that in the end
he’d get us both. He’d kept that promise
with Hassan. Now it was my turn.”
13. 13 January 28, 2013
Rescue…
P.292 “Your father was a good man. But
that’s what I’m trying to tell you, Sohrab
jah. That there are bad people in this
world, and sometimes bad people stay
bad. Sometimes you have to stand up to
them. What you did to that man is what I
should have done to him all those years
ago. You gave him what he
deserved, and he deserved even more.”
14. 14 January 28, 2013
Questions
Who are the most significant characters in
the book and why? What the most
significant events and why?
What do you think of the novel overall?
What do you think the novel tells us about
the subaltern?