Last week we read three stories from many countries and different ages, "a handfull of dates" by Salih; "Unhappiness" by Franz Kafka; and "the seventh man" by Murkami. They are very good, and they have different themes and topics , that at some point they can be compared, buy the main problem in those, is that even thought that you read them, you needed to think about the story, of what it really wants to tell us.
The story by Salih is my #3 because it was a coool story buy it didnt catch me up since the begginig, and this was kind of boring, also the charater tell you his story, and it really was his story, where he explains the why of his reasons, but yoy cannot connect this story to our life, so it became part of another stories, not with something to remember.
The story by Murakami is my #2 in this list, because, I thought that it was too long to be part of a short story, also the story was kind of confusing for me and at some point the story didn't hooked me up until the tsunami came, and the theme was one of my favourites because it taught abour solidarity, and the moral from it, can be part in anything of your like, because as the character explains , you become him.
Last but not least, Kafka's story is my #1 because this kind of stories, make you thing a lot, what happed, was my first thought just after I read the story , then it became something that everybody gave their own story and development, in my case it was a love story where the man, cnnnot be with her, because of the situation, but he was completelly in love with her, and he cannot say anithing, even thought that his actions say the oppposite.
Finally I'd like to say that these stories even thought that c they are so different, the moral that they give us can be very similar, of it can relate to eachother, so that we get a full message from all of them.Kafka's story, was my favourite because what is not said, can be changed from one to another, and you can hear , if you talk to your partners the different ideas and points of view from everybody.
