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   >>> fact that Little George calls their games "mysterious" and laments that   
   >>> he "never knew" them implies both that he had to spend the entire day   
   >>> doing chores and that he was not allowed to join the other children in   
   >>> their games.   
   >>   
   >> It sounds like you're repeating yourself; but maybe it's worth making   
   >> the same points in return. I wasn't *always* working in the garden,   
   >> while my friends were always working - though that's how it seemed   
   >> sometimes when I was working and they were playing - so that's how I had   
   >> Bob remember it.   
   >>   
   >>> Was George Dance also forced to work in the garden all day/denied the   
   >>> fun of playing with the other children?  I don't know.  I'm guessing   
   >>> that he was, because many children had gardens that they tended every   
   >>> day.  I certainly did.  I would spend an hour or so tending my garden   
   >>> every morning -- along with my mother and siblings.  I loved my garden   
   >>> and thoroughly enjoyed the experience.  I was also allowed to play with   
   >>> the local kids who would drop by on an almost daily basis.   
   >>   
   >> That sounds like a little flowerbed. Suffice it to say, both my father's   
   >> garden and my own were produce gardens, where we grew virtually all our   
   >> own vegetables. So it was a much bigger task, which took me at least a   
   >> couple of hours a day (and pretty much every day when school was out);   
   >> and again, like you, I could not simply drop everything and go off to   
   >> play during that time. There was plenty of times though that my friends   
   >> were doing work and my sister and I were the ones playing; and even more   
   >> when we all had free time and could play together.   
   >>   
   >>> Little George's next stanza opens with the line "That room's all   
   >>> changed" implying either that the garden is a room, or that he is taking   
   >>> the reader on a walking tour of his childhood house.  This appears to be   
   >>> another problem caused by switching the kitchen and garden stanzas'   
   >>> position in the narrative.   
   >>   
   >> The "problem" seems to be caused by your either: (1) not realizing the   
   >> speaker could have been looking "outside" through a window; or (2) your   
   >> constant attempts, in your guise as literary critic, to find errors in   
   >> the poem. The garden stanza is deliberately s5 (the mid stanza of the   
   >> poem), for reasons I'll have to explain.   
   >>   
   >> There are two stanzas where the D line is a rhymes perfectly with the   
   >> A-B lines; s5 and s9. The reason that the failure of the others to   
   >> rhyme, as I'm sure I've explained to you before, is to subliminally   
   >> reinforce the idea that Bob is having trouble completing his thoughts.   
   >> Whereas in s5 and s9 he does bring his thoughts to a conclusion; in s5   
   >> he realizes that (IHO) he's been deprived as a child, and in s9 he   
   >> realizes that he wants to be rid of those memories.   
   >>   
   >>> I'm assuming that it's the living room,   
   >>> although Little George neither specifies nor gives us any other clue   
   >>> than that it contains a chair on which he is forbidden to sit.   
   >>   
   >> Actually, the room contains one chair in which Bob is allowed to sit.   
   >> But, yes, it's the living room. I don't know how things were in your   
   >> home, but in mine and most of the one's I've encountered, the living   
   >> room was where the family sat together. (In Britain it's actually called   
   >> the "sitting room").   
   >>> IIRC,   
   >>> George Dance stated that while he was also barred from using the living   
   >>> room furniture, the parental description of boys as "filthy things" was   
   >>> derived from the life of another boy that he knew.   
   >>   
   >> There was in fact only one place for the children to sit in my family's   
   >> living room, though it was a couch (for all the children), not a   
   >> separate chair.   
   >>   
   >>> Last stop on the tour is the bedroom.  Little George is sent there after   
   >>> dinner every night where he feels as if he is trapped within a tomb --   
   >>> alone and forced to pass the time quietly playing by himself.  "Each   
   >>> night" at 9pm, Little George was forced to turn out the lights,   
   >>   
   >> Yes, I was, but "Each night" is a bit of an exaggeration; that was   
   >> actually each night in which I had school (or something equally   
   >> important) the next day. On weekends and in the summer, I could stay up   
   >> later, and go outside after dinner until dark, and that was all free   
   >> time. Once again, if I were relating an autobiography (which it looks   
   >> like you've forced me to do) I'd have mentioned those exceptions, but as   
   >> I was not recounting my memories but Bob's, I had him exaggerate.   
   >>   
   >>> and lie   
   >>> face down in bed with his pajama pants pulled down and his bare behind   
   >>> awaiting his father's belt.  George Dance hasn't said that this bedtime   
   >>> ritual occurred on a daily basis in real life, but has intimated that   
   >>> the "spankings" (which he refused to call "whippings" even though the   
   >>> blows were delivered with a belt) frequently took place.   
   >>   
   >> Well, being "whipped" (to use your preferred term though there was no   
   >> whip involved) took place too often for my liking, but I certainly   
   >> wouldn't call it a "bedtime ritual" (which does make it sound like it   
   >> happened on some fixed schedule irrespective of how I behaved). And Bob   
   >> clearly states that that happened only "some nights".   
   >>   
   >>> So, pretty much the entire "flashback" portion of the poem was based on   
   >>> real events from George Dance's childhood.  Some of the events may have   
   >>> been slightly exaggerated, or enhanced, for dramatic purposes, and one   
   >>> item was interpolated from another boy's stories about his own   
   >>> childhood.   
   >>   
   >> No, I did not say I got the expression "boys can be such filthy things"   
   >> from another boy's account to me. IIRC, it was just something I read   
   >> somewhere. I did a lot of reading as a child and as a young adult, and a   
   >> lot of the speakers' "memories" and other thoughts use what I've read   
   >> (and simply imagined) as well as what I directly experienced.   
   >>   
   >>> This leaves the "modern" portions of the narrative which   
   >>> frame the flashback portion.   
   >>   
   >> I don't think you can separate the poem like that. Bob's actions, and   
   >> Bob's memories, are fully integrated - you cannot separate the memories   
   >> from the fact that Bob's remembering them.   
   >>   
   >>> In the modern portion, it is strongly   
   >>> implied (by George Dance's own explanation) that the speaker is   
   >>> receiving some form of psychiatric care, and is probably residing in a   
   >>> mental hospital.   
   >>   
   >> I thought that was an interesting touch from the beginning, though (as I   
   >> made it clear in previous explanations) there is no reason to think,   
   >> from the fact that Bob was in the house with permission, that he was in   
   >> a mental hospital or that he was under psychiatric care. His mental   
   >> state is obviously disturbed - as noted, he has difficulty staying on   
   >> one subject and drawing conclusions - but I think those could follow   
   >> from the situation (he's experiencing childhood memories that he'd   
   >> rather not) rather than his own mental state.   
   >>   
   >>> He has permission to leave the grounds during the day,   
   >>> and (unrealistically) to visit his childhood home that is now occupied   
   >>> by another family.   
   >>   
   >> Yes, the idea that someone confined to a mental hospital would be given   
   >> a day pass to go off on a road trip by himself is very "unrealistic" and   
   >> (while I liked it being as possibility) it's not a very logical   
   >> possibility. I believe you went for it because you wanted to and went on   
      
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