Walk to Remember

Gabriela Gutierrez

Mrs. Holl

Honors English II

December 12, 2010 a walk to remember

1. - A walk to remember. The title is significant because the walk that the main character (Landon) remembers is when he saw Jamie walk down the aisle on their wedding day.

2. -Nicholas sparks. Sparks is a novelist and a screenwriter. His life wasn't tragic or different.

3. - Mid-1950s Beaufort, North Carolina.

4. - First person point of view. Landon Carter.

(Pages 214-216)Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes.

Jamie was the truest essence of that very description. Jamie was more than just the woman I loved. In that year Jamie helped me become the man I am today. With her steady hand she showed me how important it was to help others; with her patience and kindness she showed me what life is really about. Her cheerfulness and optimism, even in times of sickness, was the most amazing thing I have ever witnessed. Jamie also taught me the value of forgiveness and the transforming power that it offers. She held no grudges. Jamie let her life the way the bible taught.

Three days later when the temperature slightly warmed, I showed her something wonderful, something I doubted she had ever seen before, something I knew she wanted to see. Eastern North Carolina is a beautiful and special part of the country, blessed with temperature and, for the most part, wonderful geography. Nowhere is this more evident than brogue banks, an island right off the coast, near the place we grew up. Twenty-four miles long and nearly a mile wide, this island is a fluke of nature, running from east to west, hugging the coast line a half mile offshore. Those who live there can witness spectacular sunrises and sunsets every day of the year, both taking place over the expanse of the mighty Atlantic Ocean.

In time the glowing, cratered moon began its seeming rise from the sea, casting a prism of light across the slowly darkening water, splitting its self into a thousand different parts, each more beautiful than the last. At exactly the same moment, the sun was meeting the horizon in the opposite direction, turning the sky red and orange and yellow, as if heaven above had suddenly opened its gates and let all its beauty escape its holy confines. The ocean turned golden silver as the shifting colors reflected off it, waters rippling and sparkling with the changing light, the vision glorious, almost like the beginning of time. The sun continued to lower itself, casting it's slowly, vanishing beneath the waves. The moon continued its slow drift upward, shimmering asset turned a thousand shades of yellow, each paler than the last, before finally becoming the color of the stars.

Sparks, Nicholas. A walk to remember Warner books: New York, 1999

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