The Kite Runner Flashcards
How is Amir’s present life described in the opening?
- It wasn’t just Rahim Khan on the line. It was my past of unatoned sins.
- Early afternoon sun sparkled on the water where dozens of miniature boats sailed propelled by a crisp breeze
How is Amir and Hassan’s childhood described?
- sit across from each on a pair of high branches, our naked feet dangling
- Hassan and I had fed from the same breasts. We took our first steps on the same lawn in the same yard.
- My entire childhood seems like one long lazy summer day with Hassan
- Amir and Hassan the sultans of Kabul. Those words made it formal the tree was ours.
- two boys under a sour cherry tree, suddenly looking really looking at each other.
- blue skies stood tall and far the sun like a branding iron searing the back of your neck. Creeks where Hassan and I skipped stones all spring turned dry.
- I gave him a friendly shove. smiled. You’re a prince Hassan. You’re a prince and I love you.
How does Amir describe Hassan?
- sunlight flickering through the leaves on his almost perfectly round face, a face like a Chinese doll chiseled from hardwood
- slanting narrow eyes like bamboo leaves, eyes that looked depending on the light gold, green even sapphire.
- The chinese doll makers instrument may have slipped or perhaps he had simply grown tired and careless.
- because even in birth Hassan was true to his nature: he was incapable of hurting anyone. A few grunts, a couple of pushes and out came Hassan. Out he came smiling.
- That was the thing with Hassan. He was so goddamn pure, you always felt like a phony around him.
How is the encounter with the soldiers described?
- squatty man with a shaved head and black stubble on his face. The way he grinned at us, leered, scared me.
- a soldier barked and one of them made a squealing sound.
- I told Hassan to keep walking, keep walking.
- I heard Hassan next to me croaking, tears were sliding down his cheeks
How are Hazara’s evidently discriminated against?
- Stunned to find an entire chapter on Hazara history. An entire chapter dedicated to Hassan’s people.
- he wrinkled his nose when he said the word Shi’a like it was some kind of disease.
- He is? Lucky Hazara having such a concerned master. His father should get on his knees, sweep the dust at your feet with his eyelashes.
How are Amir and Hassan’s living conditions described?
- prettiest house in all of Kabul.
- sprawling house of marble floors and wide windows. Intricate mosaic tiles handpicked by Baba.
- The smoking room which perpetually smelt of tobacco and cinnamon.
- modest little mud hut and walls stood bare save for a single tapestry
How is the inequality shown between Amir and Hassan?
- If I asked, really asked he wouldn’t deny me. Hassan has never denied me anything.
- He never told on me. Never told that the mirror like shooting walnuts at the neighbour’s dog was always my idea.
- There was something fascinating - albeit in a sick way - about teasing Hassan. Kind of like when we used to play insect torture. Except now he was the ant and I was holding the magnifying glass.
Amir vs Hassan’s education
- My favourite part of reading to Hassan was when we came across a word he didn’t know. Id tease him, expose his ignorance … Let’s see. Imbecile. It means smart, intelligent. I’ll use it in a sentence for you. When it comes to words Hassan is an imbecile.
- To him the words on the page were a scramble of codes, indecipherable, mysterious. Words were secret doorways and I held all the keys.
- A voice cold and dark suddenly whispered in my ear: what does he know that illiterate Hazara? He’ll never be anything but a cook. How dare he criticise you?
- What use did a servant have for the written word? But despite his illiteracy, or maybe because of it Hassan was drawn to the mystery of words seduced by a secret world forbidden to him.
How does Amir appear to question his relationship with Hassan?
- I never thought of Hassan and me as friends either. Never mind that we spent entire winters flying kites, running kites. Never mind that to me the face of Afghanistan is that of a boy with a chinese doll face perpetually lit by a harelipped smile.
- History isn’t easy to overcome. Neither is religion. In the end I was a Pashtun and he was a Hazara. I was Sunni and he was Shi’a and nothing was ever going to change that. Nothing.
- But he’s not my friend. I almost blurted. He’s my servant. Had I really thought that? Of course I hadn’t, I hadn’t.
How is Afghanistan described through the novel?
- The words economic development and reform danced on a lot of lips in Kabul.
- He said my teacher was one of those jealous Afghans, jealous because Iran was a rising power in Asia and most people around the world couldn’t even find Afghanistan on a world map.
- The grass was still green, peppered with tangles of wildflowers. Below us, Wazi Akbar Khan’s white washed, flat topped houses gleamed in the sunshine, the laundry was hanging on clotheslines in their yards stirred by the breeze to dance like butterflies.
How is Baba described?
- Baba is holding me looking tired and grim
- Lore has it my father once wrestled a black bear
- My father was a force of nature, a towering Pashtun specimen with a thick beard, a wayward crop of curly brown hair as unruly as the main himself and a black glare
- attention shifted to him like sunflowers turning to the sun.
- when Baba ended his speech people stood up and cheered … I was so proud of Baba, of us
- Despite Baba’s successes people were always doubting him
- With me as the glaring exception Baba moulded the world around him to his liking. The problem of course was that Baba saw the world in black and white and he got to decide what was black and what was white.
- I have heard many men foolishly labelled as great. But your father has the distinction of belonging to the minority who truly deserves the label.
How does Amir describe his relationship with Baba?
- I already hated all the kids he was building the orphanage for. Sometimes I wished they’d all died along with their parents.
- I always felt like Baba hated me a little and why not? After all I had killed his beloved wife, his beautiful princess hadn’t I?
- I cried all the way back home. I remember how Baba’s hands clenched around the steering wheel. Clenched and unclenched. Mostly I will never forget Baba’s valiant effort to conceal the disgusted look on his face as he drove in silence.
- Most days I worshipped Baba with an intensity approaching the religious. But right then I wished I could open my veins and drain his cursed blood from my body.
- I sat on my bed and wished Rahim Khan had been my father. Then I thought of Baba and his great big chest and how good it felt when he held me against it, how he smelled of Brut in the morning and how his beard tickled my face.
- I wished I too had some kind of scar to beget Baba’s sympathy. It wasn’t fair. Hassan hasn’t done anything to earn Baba’s affections he had just been born with that stupid harelip.
How does Baba describe Amir in the beginning?
- I wasn’t like that Baba sounded frustrated, almost angry
- Children aren’t colouring books. You don’t get to fill them with your favourite colours.
- A boy who won’t stand up for himself, becomes a man who can’t stand up to anything
How is Baba shown as rebellious?
- You’ll never learn anything of value from those bearded idiots
- Piss on the beards of all those self-righteous monkeys
- Do nothing but thumb their prayer beads and recite a book
- drawing furtive, disapproving glances
How is Hassan’s mother, Sanaubar, described?
- beautiful, but notoriously unscrupulous woman who lived up to her dishonourable reputation.
- brilliant green eyes and impish face, had rumour has it, tempted countless men into sin.
- Suggestive strides and oscillating hips sent men into revelries of infidelity.
- Made no secret in her disdain for his appearance. This is a husband she would sneer. I have seen old donkeys better suited to be a husband.
How is Ali described?
- perpetually grim faced
- stone faced Ali happy or sad because only his slanted brown eyes glinted with a smile or welled with sorrow. People say the eyes are windows to the soul.
- Ali turned around caught me aping him. He didn’t say anything. Not then, not ever. He just kept walking.
- Ali pulled him close, clutched him with tenderness. Later I would tell myself I hadn’t felt envious of Hassan not at all.
How is Sofia Akrami described?
- My mother, a smiling young princess in white
- A highly educated woman universally regarded as one of Kabul’s most respected, beautiful, and virtuous ladies.
- Because I am so profoundly happy Dr Rasul … happiness like this is frightening. They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.
How is Assef first described?
- famous stainless steel brass knuckles
- Blond, blue-eyed Assef towered over the other kids, his well-earned reputation for savagery preceded him on the streets.
- Assef’s blue eyes glinted with a light not entirely sane and how he grinned, how he grinned, as he pummelled the poor kid unconscious.
- Assef crossed his thick arms on his chest, a savage sort of grin on his lips.
- “So does my father” Assef mimicked in a whining voice. Kamal and Wali cackled in unison.
- I looked in his crazy eyes and I saw that he meant it. He really meant to hurt me.
How is the altercation between Assef and Hassan described?
- He’d referred to Assef as “agha” and I wondered briefly what it must be like to live with such an ingrained sense of one’s place in the hierarchy.
- I saw that he was scared. He was scared plenty.
- Wali and Kamal watched the exchange with something akin to fascination. Someone had challenged their god, humiliated him. And worst of all that someone was a skinny Hazara.
How is Assef’s discriminatory attitudes displayed?
- Afghanistan is the land of Pashtuns. It always has been, always will be. We are the true Afghans, the pure Afghans not this flat-nose here. His people pollute our homeland, our watan. They dirty our blood. He made a sweeping, grandiose gesture with his hands.
- How can you talk to him, play with him, let him touch you? he said his voice dripping with disgust. Wali and Kamal nodded and grunted in agreement. How can you call him your friend?
How is Assef described at Amir’s party?
- He led them towards us, like he had brought them here.
- But to me his eyes betrayed him. When I looked into them, the facade faltered revealed a glimpse of the madness hiding behind them
How is kite flying described?
- I loved wintertime in Kabul, but mostly because as the trees froze and ice sheathed the roads, the chill between Baba and me thawed a little. And the reason for that was the kites.
- I felt like a soldier trying to sleep in the trenches the night before a major battle. And that wasn’t so far off. In Kabul fighting kites was a little like going to war.
- I remember how my classmates and I used to huddle, compare our battle scars
- The hindi kid would seen learn what the British learned earlier in the century, and what the Russians would eventually learn by the 1980s: that Afghans were an independent people. Afghans cherish customs, but abhor rules and so it was with kite fighting.
How does Hosseini create anticipation in Amir to make Baba proud?
- Maybe my life as a ghost in this house would finally be over.
- And maybe, just maybe I would finally be pardoned for killing my mother.
- I hardly heard a word he said. I had a mission now. And I wasn’t going to fail Baba, not this time.
How does chapter 7 lead up to Hassan’s assault?
- They look like small ants, but we can hear them clapping. They see now. There is no monster, just water.
- The streets glistened with fresh snow and the sky was a blameless blue.
- Baba was on the roof watching me. I felt his glare on me like the heat of a blistering sun.
- Two dozen kites already hung in the sky, like paper sharks roaming for prey.
- But with each defeated kite hope in my heart grew, like snow collecting on a wall one flake at a time.
- And that right there was the single greatest moment of my twelve years of life, seeing Baba on that roof proud of me at last.
- Then the old warrior would walk to the young one, embrace him acknowledge his worthiness. Vindication. Salvation. Redemption. And then? Well … happily ever after of course. What else?
How is Hassan’s rape described leading up to chapter 7?
- on a frigid overcast day
- crouching behind a crumbling mud wall peeking into the alley near the frozen creek
- the past claws its way out
- I’ve been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty six years.
- Suddenly Hassan’s voice whispered in my head: for you a thousand times over
- By the following winter it was only a faint scar. Which was ironic. Because that was the winter that Hassan stopped smiling.
How is Hassan’s assault described?
- Hassan was standing at the blind end of the alley in a defiant stance: fists curled, legs slightly apart. Behind him sitting on piles of scrap and rubble was the blue kite. My key to Baba’s heart.
- Loyal Hazara. Loyal as a dog. Assef said. Kamal’s laugh was a shrill nervous sound.
- Why he only plays with you when no-one else is around. I’ll tell you why Hazara, because to him your nothing but an ugly pet.
- Assef unbuttoned his winter coat, took it off, folded it slowly and deliberately.
- There’s nothing sinful about teaching a lesson to a disrespectful donkey.
- I could hear Assef’s quick, rhythmic grunts.
- Hassan didn’t struggle. Didn’t even whimper. He moved his head slightly and I caught a glimpse of his face. Saw the resignation in it. It was a look I had seen before. It was the look of the lamb.
How does Amir react to witnessing the assault?
- I realised I still hadn’t breathed out. I exhaled, slowly quietly. I felt paralysed.
- I opened my mouth. Almost said something. Almost.
- I realised something else. I was weeping.
- In the end I ran. I ran because I was a coward. I was afraid of Assef and what he would do to me. Was afraid of getting hurt … the real reason I was running was that Assef was right: nothing was free in this world. Maybe Hassan was the price I had to pay, the lamb I had to slay to win Baba. Was it a fair price? The answer floated to my conscious mind before I could thwart it. He was just a Hazara wasn’t he?
- He had the blue kite in his hands: that was the first thing I saw. And I can’t lie now and say my eyes didn’t scan it for any rips.
- In his arms I forgot what I had done and that was good.
What memories does Amir use to interrupt Hassan’s assault with?
- His sightless eyes are like molten silver embedded in deep twin craters.
- The calloused pads of his fingers brush against Hassan’s eyes. The hand stops there. Lingers. A shadow passes across the old man’s face.
- get on with it under his breath. He sounds annoyed with all the endless praying, the ritual of making the meat halal. Baba mocks the story behind this Eid, like he mocks everything religious.
- Every year baba gives it all to the poor. The rich are fat enough already he says.
- I see the sheep’s eyes. It is a look that will haunt my dreams for weeks.
How does Amir cope/not cope with witnessing Hassan’s rape?
- Little shapes formed behind my eyelids, like hands playing shadows on the wall. They twisted, merged, formed a single image: Hassan’s brown corduroy pants discarded on a pile of old bricks.
- I understood the nature of my new curse: I was going to get away with it.
- There was a monster in the lake. It had grabbed Hassan by the ankles, dragged him to the murky bottom. I was that monster.
- Because when he was around, oxygen seeped out of the room. My chest tightened and I couldn’t draw enough air.
- Everywhere I turned I saw signs of his loyalty. His goddamn unwavering loyalty.
- I hurled the pomegranate at him. It struck him in the chest, exploded in a spray of red pulp. Hassan’s cry was pregnant with surprise and pain.
- I fell to my knees tired, spent, frustrated.
How is Hassan described after chapter 7?
- He had lost weight and gray circles had formed under his puffed up eyes.
- Hassan’s smile wilted. He looked older than I remembered. No not older, old.
- They stood before Baba hand in hand, and I wondered how and when I had become capable of causing this kind of pain.
- I flinched like I had been slapped. My heart sank and I almost blurted out the truth. Then I understood: this was Hassan’s final sacrifice for me.
How is Amir and Baba’s relationship described after chapter 7?
- He had lots of years left to live so why did he have to wear those stupid glasses?
- I couldn’t help hating the way his brow furrowed with worry.
- After the kite tournament, Baba and I immersed ourselves in a sweet illusion.
- Forty goddamn years and you think I’m just going to throw him out. He turned to me now, his face as red as a tulip.
- Then I saw Baba do something I had never seen him do before. He cried. It scared me a little seeing a grown man sob. Fathers weren’t supposed to cry.