The+Compound+Prologue

The Compound Prologue All Excerpts From: S. A. Bodeen. “The Compound.” //"T. S. ELIOT WAS WRONG. // //MY WORLD ENDED WITH A BANG the minute we entered the Compound and that silver door closed behind us. // //The sound was brutal.// //Final.// //An echoing, resounding boom that slashed my nine-year-old heart in two. My fists beat on the door. I bawled. The screaming left me hoarse and my feet hurt”// Excerpt From: S. A. Bodeen. “The Compound.” iBooks. Chernobyl Diaster

Allusions and other References Arabian Nights  "Dad stopped in front of a purple door. Lexie pushed it open and squealed. Leave it to her to cheer up over material possessions. Like something out of the __Arabian Nights__ book, silk tapestries and curtains of bright colors were draped everywhere." Eli [|Tales from the Arabian Nights] [|Arabian Nights - Pinterest]

Winnie the Pooh "Mom clutched my six-year old sister, Lexie a sobbing pigtailed lump in flowered flannel. From one small hand dangled her beloved Winnie the Pooh."

Middle East, Iran, North Korea "Every evening, dinner included updates Dad downloaded from the Internet, updates on the U.S. involvement in the Middle East, the status of nuclear programs in places like Iran and North Korea, names that had been added to those with WMDs." * <span style="color: #e4be28; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 40px;">Belgium <span style="font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px;">"The evening ritual began with Els, an old lady from Belgium, who was one of our Family's cooks." <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="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: center;">[|nuclear explosion] <span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: center;">[|apocalypse] <span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: center;">[|weapons of mass destruction], WMD <span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: center;">[|underground shelter] <span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: center;">[|radiation]

<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="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;">" Other kids go bedtime stories about fairies and dogs. We fell asleep with __visions of weapons of mass destruction__ dancing in our heads." Eli

<span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;">"Our grave circumstances had not yet sunk in. __I was a robot,__ dazed, simply sliding off the stool to follow my father and my older sister. It felt like a dream." Eli

<span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;">"Dad rubbed my shoulder. Suddenly __his touch suffocated me__. My stomach lurched, and I thought I might be sick." Eli

<span style="display: block; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; text-align: left;">"Lexie, a __sobbing pigtailed lump__" Eli