Tuesday, November 4, 2008

English Story

It’s the year 2220,  and it seems like a pretty normal place where the men and women are working, the children are playing in the yard, and the teenagers are at school.  There’s just one  difference; in the town of   Galevance, the residents of the town are under constant surveillance by the government.  The residents couldn’t do too much, even though they still acted like it was the year 2008. Everyone went about their business during the day, and some men worked like robots in the factories, putting wheels on victory cars, then going to their cubicles and typing like robots.  Women worked as well, and while some women worked alongside their husbands in factories, most women spend their time teaching in schools.  It’s at night when you notice that this town is different than others.   If you’re a stranger in the town, you’ll find it peculiar to see thought bubbles above the houses, but if you actually live in the town, you know that’s a common thing.  Inside the houses are Telescreens, which don’t go on until the residents of the family have fallen asleep.  While the family is still awake, the thought bubbles are above the homes.  The aim of the thought bubbles are to accuse the residents of something called thoughtcrime.  The head of the government would send out troops on planes, and by foot to see if any residents are committing “Thoughtcrime” or the act of thinking.  There’s one resident named E6 who is always committing thoughtcrimes, and being unique.  No one has actually caught E in the act of thinking, because he’s very good at hiding his thoughts.  He  also committed something called facecrime. In Galevance you’re supposed to have a single facial expression, and never change it.  E6 has a terrible time trying to keep his composure, and have the same face as everyone else. After his day at work is done at 22:50 p.m. he goes home and writes in his e-journal about the day. He has it password protected, and he may forget the password himself, but has it written on a piece of paper in invisible ink in his bedroom.  The Next day he went to work and ran into his friend F7 met at the canteen for lunch. “How are you Frank?” asked E6 “SHUSH! E6, you cannot call me by my real name! at work we don’t have names! Plus we shouldn’t even be near each other! Remember we live and work in separate sectors!” E6 responded “Oh, yea, that’s right”  and he sipped his victory tea.  Which wasn’t tea at all, just some muddy water. Later that night though, he and Frank met up in an underground café where they could meet up, and no telescreens would invade their space. While they were there they talked about how the  telescreens  ruined their lives, 

and how they couldn’t even have names unless they were in the underground Café.

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