The Lord of the Flies Journal Entry Chapter 2

Entry II Day 1 Todays tear heapts have left wing me thinking a bit. After we got guts from exploring the island, Ralph assembled another meeting to spread our refreshful discoveries. We realized every maven would not stop lecture at once, so Ralph decided that whoever holds the conch has the discipline to talk and can only be interrupted by Ralph himself. Great creative thinker at first, until that fat, useless oaf boorish took it. He wouldnt stop disturbing and whining ab push through getting rescued. Ralph said it himself, his soda waters a navy commander and will probably have us rescued in a fewer days.I dont understand why he doesnt have trust in Ralph like the others. After a while, Ralph brought up the great idea of qualification a give the axe in parade to signal the rescuers we would be on the island. I knew there was forgetful time to counterbalance just sitting around, so I led the group into the forest to cumulate firewood. Upon gathering wood, I was t he one who came up with the idea of using Fattys specs as burning glasses. Still, I had never imagined that keeping a fire burning would be so problematical Later, I humbly offered the choir to support the fire in shifts. Everything went well until that swine gluttonous decided to speak out again.He unploughed repeating himself about how building a fire was a bad choice, even though he didnt stand squat to anything to begin with. Still, bigger problems arose to shadow his stupidity. The fire we thought had been put out actually spread and began burning down a chunk of the forest. To top it off, we be now missing a little shrimp with a mulberry-colored scar on his face. I remember him as the one who wouldnt stop scaring others by talk of the town about the beasties in the forest. unreasonable kids always getting themselves into trouble. As the attractor of the hunters, I will definitely muster him.