Identity Flashcards
Its my fault
It’s my fault this a waste of her time. not mine but my body’s if there is a difference- rita and preperation for the cermony
offred constantly speaks about herself derogatorily symbolic of her embodying the beliefs of gilead
My name isn’t offred
My name isn’t of offred I have another name which nobody uses now because it’s forbidden
defiance in ‘isn’t’
forbidden = harsh = biblical forbidden fruits = women as rebellious/temptress
The new one and ofglen
The new one and ofglen wherever she is, is no longer ofglen. I never did know her real name. That is how you can get lost in a sea of names
the white wings
the white wings too are prescribed issue; they are too keep us from seeing but also from being seen
unbabies - ‘snouts’
snouts like dogs - but we knew they were put somewhere, quickly away
unbabies likened to animals to justify actions
idea of society ignoring problems - atwoods key critique
the tulips are red
the tulips are red, a darker crimson towards the stem as if they are cut and beginning to heal
nature + night as a symbol of hope for offred these things can’t be controlled
i feel like
i feel like the word shatter (offred referring to her isolation and the dread of the ceremonies)
shape
offred refers to both herself and ofglen as ‘shapes’
the smell of nail
the smell of nail polish made me hungry
synesthesia - desire for time before
the expectations of others
the expectations of others which have become my own
offred refers to her body as ‘treacherous..
treacherous territory