Miss Brill, by Katherine Mansfield

AUDIOBOOK 

SUMMARY, by Paquita Gómez

When the cold arrives and the new Season starts, Miss Brill usually goes out every Sunday evening to listen to the band playing songs and to see the performance they usually make. This is her pleasure routine for every week at the same time.

But last Sunday, she decided to take her appreciated fur and put it around her neck.

It is a treasure for her, and she keeps it in a box when she doesn’t use it.

She has some feelings about it. For this reason, she takes it on her lap and strokes it.

When she is out, sitting and watching the band, she is also looking the people around her she notices the clothes they are wearing and, if they are talking, she pretends to listen to the music, but she normally wants to guess the conversation and the lives of the people.

Miss Brill always goes alone. However, she would like to talk to people who are next to her, but in this case, they don’t look forward to talk. She feels exciting contemplating people and imagining about them.

Some Sundays there is a surprise waiting for her when she comes back home, but today she isn’t going to have the usual treat.

She lives in a dark room like a cupboard.
As usual, she puts the fur into the box without looking inside. But suddenly, she thought she heard something crying.

QUESTIONS

What is exactly a fur? What do you think about using animal fur for clothes?

Do you like observing people passing by? Do you have a personal story about it?

What kind of people sat down there to listen to the band?

What do you think their “special seat” was?

Did you read aloud stories for your children? Can you tell us one? Have you ever read aloud for other people?

How does the narrator inform us about what was the time in the story?

On page 227, at the beginning, “A beautiful woman came along and dropped her bunch of flowers […] if they’d been poisoned”. Can you imagine and tell us the story behind these sentences?

At the end, why does the writer say “something was crying” instead of “she was crying”?

 

VOCABULARY

conductor, rooster, "flutey", staggerer, paired, stiff, flicked ... away, pattered, part, yacht, mug, whiting, treat, dashing, necklet

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The Canary, by Katherine Mansfield

AUDIOBOOK

ANOTHER AUDIOBOOK (with text)

SUMMARY, by Nora Carranza

In this very short story, a woman explains she has had a canary for some time, at home, a canary that sang in an incredibly beautiful way. She could not describe enough how lovely the bird’s songs were, she assumed that those bird’s sounds were like full songs.
Even the passers-by stopped at the gate to listen to that marvellous singing.

The woman describes what that small pet meant for her and the communication that existed between them. We readers don’t know much about the lady. We don’t know her name, or where she lives. We understand that she has no relatives or friends living with her, no husband.

She has a house with a garden, to which she dedicates some time every day.

It seems that three young men (maybe guests?) go every evening for supper, the lady prepares it for them. They perhaps spend a while reading in the dining-room, but never have a conversation with her. Moreover, she was called “the Scarecrow”, but she didn’t mind.

The lady believed that every person should love something in this live, it doesn’t matter a lot what it was. For instance, she cared about the flowers in her garden. Or she loved the evening star, shining to her in the back yard, after sunset.

Until one day, when a bird’s seller arrived to the house and showed her that canary in a tiny cage, the bird gave a faint tweet, and she clearly knew that one was her canary; she thought “there you are, my darling”.

After the canary arrived to share the lady’s life, she forgot flowers and the star. Every moment of the day, bird and woman established a routine of communication and understanding. It was lovely company what the bird signified, the small animal seemed to recognize his owner feelings, and comforted her in case of trouble. 

The lady knew that, for a person who never kept birds, all that was difficult to accept. It’s normally considered that cats and dogs can offer that sort of comprehension, not birds, but she could affirm those ideas were untrue.

We readers can imagine the sad end of the story; naturally the little bird died. And after the descriptions we have read, it is easy to imagine the lady’s sadness. She would never ever have another pet, something died in her, although she had a cheerful mode. A different, new sorrow, hid deep inside, stayed there, hurting at any moment.

Perhaps the same kind of deep sorrow was the reason for the canary singing? Has it had the same pain?

Are birds in a cage singing for their freedom?

QUESTIONS

-What can be the meaning of the three dots at the beginning of (almost) each paragraph?

-Do / did you have a bird pet? Tell us about it.

-Do you talk to your pets? How do you talk to them?

-What is the evening star? Can you identify stars and planets in the sky? Do you believe that planets and stars determine or influence our lives?

-A goldfinch is a kind of bird. What do you know about the novel The Goldfinch?

-And what about plants? Do you like tending them? Do you talk to them? Have you heard of “embracing trees”? Have you ever tried it? Do you think plants have feelings?

-Who do you think is the woman in the story? And the three men? What is the relation between them?

-Can you explain the last sentence: “But isn’t it extraordinary that under his sweet, joyful little singing it was just this -sadness?- Ah, what is it? -that I heard?”

 

VOCABULARY

verandah, goldfinches, gum tree, regular, chickweed, showing off