The thesis statement is the one regarding the use of the story by O. Henry to show that poverty cannot affect true love becuase it expresses the gist of what O. Henry has wished to convey. While Jim sells his beautiful pocket watch in order to buy Della a brooch for her beautiful long hair, Della sells her hair so as to be able to afford a chain for Jim's pocket watch. Thus, their material gifts are rendered useless, but still each has proved to the other that they would rather give up their most prized possessions in order to please the other, and by doing so prove their mutual love. This discovery is the true gift that they both receive from the Magi on tht Christmas day.
The author Anita Desai had a lot of changes in pace during Games at twilight. Some of the changes of pacing are:
1. The kids are about to play hide and seek and they are excited and the pace of the story is fast. But as soon as Ravi hides the pace is slow and the story tends to get contemplative and it slowly connects to the thoughts and Ravi's memories.
2. One of the changes in pace that is most exciting is when Ravi finaly decides to finish the game by going to the post and say Den!. By the time he says that, the other kids cannot recognize him. A lot of time has passed and now the kids don't even recognize him. It is such an exciting change of pace and time.
The reader may interpret the story in different ways due to the fact that the perspective of Ravi is in a different pace of the other kids perspective.
Some of the examples of this change of pace are:
- <span>It took them a minute to grasp what he was saying, even who he was.
</span>- Ravi had never cared to enter such a dark and depressing mortuary of defunct household goods seething with such unspeakable and alarming animal life but, <span> Ravi suddenly slipped off the flowerpot and through the crack and was gone.
</span>- <span>for minutes, hours, his legs began to tremble with the effort, the inaction. By now he could see enough in the dark to make out the large solid shapes of old wardrobes, broken buckets, and bedsteads piled on top of each other around him. He recognized an old bathtub
</span>- <span>It grew darker in the shed as the light at the door grew softer, fuzzier, turned to a kind of crumbling yellow pollen that turned to yellow fur, blue fur, gray fur. Evening. Twilight.
</span>- <span>It took them a minute to grasp what he was saying, even who he was. They had quite forgotten him.</span>
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