Offred Flashcards
‘Like scarecrows’/’like grey shadows’/’like the mouths painted with thick brushes by kindergarten children’ (pg.32)
‘I hunger to commit the act of touch’ (pg.11)
‘The night is mine my own time to do with as I will, as long as i am quiet’ (pg.37)
‘Ruddy and cheerful like a Christmas card’ (pg.38)
‘I would like to believe this is a story I’m telling’ (pg.39)
‘It’s the choice that terrifies me’
In a world where choice is so restricted, Offred is unable to comprehend what to do when she is presented with morality choice
‘I wait, washed, brushed, fed like a prize pig’
The simile Offred uses as a pun but also shows how Offred doesn’t even have control over her appearance
‘There is a moon/ it passes out of sight and I see despair coming towards me like famine’
This metaphor describes Offred’s menstrual cycle and how every time she fails to conceive it increases her chance to be labelled as ‘infertile’ which will result in her being taken away
‘When she was calling us, crying, accusing, before the divorce’
Atwood reveals that Offred and Luke’s relationship began with them having an affair while he was still married - this foreshadows that Offred will have the tendency to engage in illicit affairs in the novel
‘There’s a leaf/ it’s the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen’
During traumatic moments, like her child being take away from her by force, Offred hyper fixates on small details to escape from what is actually happening
Maybe they’re drugging me. Maybe the life I think I’m living is a paranoid delusion’
The adverb ‘maybe’ being repeated perhaps indicates Offred’s paranoia of being surveyed and controlled by the regime
‘Here is a story, a better one’
Atwood uses metafiction throughout, engaging with the idea that stories are constructs - this also adds an unreliable element to Offred’s story as she is picking and choosing what story to tell
‘I am thirty three years old. I have brown hair. I stand five seven without shoes’
This is the only physical description Atwoof gives of Offred and is very vague again stripping her of a lot of individuality
‘I have viable ovaries. I have one more chance’
Offred using it as one of her descriptors shows the importance placed on fertility by society
‘It’s the same kind of hunger/which I can’t indulge’ (p.191)
The restriction of human connection makes people even more desperate to obtain this phsicality and connection