The+Compound+-+Chapter+20

   Chapter 20  Allusions and other References All Excerpts From: S. A. Bodeen. “The Compound.”

//per se // “These dates aren’t really about nuclear war __per se__, because they’re all bombs built by the same country, and a nuclear war would be bombs from at least two countries,” Latin phrase meaning "by itself" or "in itself", when you need to single out a one element of a bigger thing. Vivaldi “We sat in a line of other cars as they idled at the entrance and gently ejected their small passengers. __Vivaldi__ played on the radio and the heater blew warm air, pleasantly overheating us.” Soviet “Terese considered the numbers. “What happened August 29, 1949?” I smiled. “The first Soviet nuclear detonation.” fuse box “There was a __fuse box__ on the wall. I opened it and started flipping switches. One flooded the area with light.”

taken for granted  “There were so many things I’d __taken for granted__. So many things I hadn’t appreciated. So many things I’d missed. Too many to even comprehend. ”

<span style="background-color: #000000; color: #e4be28; display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px; text-align: center;">Vocabulary and Concepts <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px;">[|descending / ascending] <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px;">[|hatch]  <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px;">[|detonation]  <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px;">[|vacuum seal]  <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px;">[|chaos/chaotic] <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px;">[|archway] <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px;">[|foothold]

<span style="background-color: #000000; color: #e4be28; display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 55px; text-align: center;">Literary Devices <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">“Once more I strained, shoving my hand out the slim opening. The hatch didn’t move any more. I tried to pull my hand back in. __It was stuck__[|.] __Stuck in the cookie ja[|r]__ of the outside world.”

<span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;"> “Oh my God.” Slowly I erased the slash and filled in other numbers. Then I stepped back to read the result. <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">5_57161945861945891945 <span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;"> __“Holy crap__ that’s it.Lexie was by my side, looking at the board. __“You’ve got it?”__

<span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">“Someone grabbed my leg. “__Need a hand?__” I didn’t even have a chance to look at my father before he started yanking me downward, out of the hatch.”

<span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;"> “Shoving even harder, I __needed to see the night for myself__. I felt the hatch give way, creaking upward until it flopped over, lying flat.”

<span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">“No!!” My hand was stuck, and his violent wrenching was going to break my wrist. “Stop!” I kicked out with my legs as I tried __to anchor myself__ up.”