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The passages describe the external environment as "overcast," "wearisome," "endless," and "sullen" [3], with rain, mud, and discomfort [1]. These conditions mirror the internal states of Ivan Ivanich and Bourkin at the start: they feel "wet and uncomfortable through and through" and walk "in silence as though they were angry with each other" [1]. The gloomy weather thus reflects their initial weariness and tension.
However, a contrast emerges later. In the calm, melancholy weather, Ivan Ivanich and Bourkin are "filled with love for the fields and thought how grand and beautiful the country was" [3]. This shows that the same sullen environment can evoke positive internal feelings. Furthermore, Ivan Ivanich’s later passionate speech about the need for action and freedom [4] contrasts sharply with the passive, oppressive quiet of the setting. He declares, "The peace and the quiet of it oppress me" [4], indicating that the external calm now contrasts with his internal agitation and desire for change.
The passages do not fully explore Bourkin’s internal state beyond his initial silence and later worry about a smell [5]. The environment consistently mirrors the characters’ initial…
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. Round the carts stood wet horses, hanging their heads, and men were walking about with their heads covered with sacks. It was wet, muddy, and unpleasant, and the river looked cold and sullen. Ivan Ivanich and Bourkin felt wet and uncomfortable through and through; their feet were tired with walking in the mud, and they walked past the dam to the barn in silence as though they were angry with each other. In one of the barns a winnowing-machine was working, sending out clouds of dust. On the threshold stood Aliokhin himself, a man of about forty, tall and stout, with long hair, more like a…
holy, Ivan Ivanich and Bourkin were filled with love for the fields and thought how grand and beautiful the country was. "Last time, when we stopped in Prokufyi's shed," said Bourkin, "you were going to tell me a story." "Yes. I wanted to tell you about my brother." Ivan Ivanich took a deep breath and lighted his pipe before beginning his story, but just then the rain began to fall. And in about five minutes it came pelting down and showed no signs of stopping. Ivan Ivanich stopped and hesitated; the dogs, wet through, stood with their tails between their legs and looked at them mournfully.…
← Typhus My Life and other Stories by Anton Chekhov , translated by S. S. Koteliansky and Gilbert Cannan Gooseberries In Exile → 475919 My Life and other Stories — Gooseberries S. S. Koteliansky and Gilbert Cannan Anton Chekhov FROM early morning the sky had been overcast with clouds; the day was still, cool, and wearisome, as usual on grey, dull days when the clouds hang low over the fields and it looks like rain, which never comes. Ivan Ivanich, the veterinary surgeon, and Bourkin, the schoolmaster, were tired of walking and the fields seemed endless to them. Far ahead they could just see…
ing up. "I, too, at meals or out hunting, used to lay down the law about living, and religion, and governing the masses. I, too, used to say that teaching is light, that education is necessary, but that for simple folk reading and writing is enough for the present. Freedom is a boon, I used to say, as essential as the air we breathe, but we must wait. Yes I used to say so, but now I ask: 'Why do we wait?'" Ivan Ivanich glanced angrily at Bourkin. 'Why do we wait, I ask you? What considerations keep us fast? I am told that we cannot have everything at once, and that every idea is realised in…
s were closing, but he was afraid of his guests saying something interesting without him hearing it, so he would not go. He did not trouble to think whether what Ivan Ivanich had been saying was clever or right; his guests were talking of neither groats, nor hay, nor tar, but of something which had no bearing on his life, and he liked it and wanted them to go on... "However, it's time to go to bed," said Bourkin, getting up. "I will wish you good night." Aliokhin said good night and went down-stairs, and left his guests. Each had a large room with an old wooden bed and carved ornaments; in…
More questions about this book
- The document is titled "My Life by Leon Trotsky," yet the main text provided is an excerpt from Anton Chekhov's "My Life and other Stories." How would you explain this fundamental discrepancy to someone who had never seen the text, and what are the implications for interpreting the content?
- If you were explaining the *mood* and *setting* of the Chekhov excerpt to someone unfamiliar with it, how would you describe it using only a few key words, and what specific details from the text would you use to support your description?
- Ivan Ivanich's intention to tell a story about his brother is introduced and then immediately deferred by the rain. How does this narrative interruption influence the reader's expectations, and what might be the literary purpose of delaying Ivan Ivanich's story?
- Imagine you are explaining *why* this particular scene, with its specific characters and setting, serves as an effective *beginning* for a story, even before the main narrative (Ivan Ivanich's brother's story) has properly begun. What elements make it a compelling opening?