Lord of The Flies

Chapter 3: Huts on The Beach
I Give Up
Perspective: Piggy

1. At this point I don't care what happens to the rest of 'em. But the little 'uns done nothing wrong so I think they need a shelter. There was a susurration about a beastie slithering among the tendrils of the creepers. Although the older boys don't believe there's a beast the little ones are scared senseless. They need a shelter so they can feel safer during the nights.

2. The choir boys have been assigned as hunters and the tenders of the signal fire. Meanwhile Ralph and Simon have been trying to create shelters. To add to the vicissitudes most of the boys wander off to relax on the island. I'd gladly help out but no one seems to want me around as company. The little ones have no jobs.

3. Most of us boys aren't pulling their weight on this island. To most of the boys there is a compulsion to go swimming, eat, relax, and enjoy the newfound freedom of the island. There is no order.

4. The most important task for survival is the establishment of order. If we don't have order, if people don't carry out their jobs we'll fall into chaos. Everything else can wait but we need people to be responsible and carry out their tasks.

5. Simon is small, skinny, has black hair, a pointed chin, and has a tan. He's the nicest one here. He's stood up for me when Jack's started yelling at me. He's kind and helpful and has been rapt in helping Ralph with the shelters.

6. If we aren't rescued soon fighting will break out. Nobody cares about survival here. They're all just having fun. If we don't pull together there will be fighting perhaps even escalating to violence.