Through the tunnel by doris lesseng, written september 22, 2013
Clogs of blood gushed out of the boy’s noses every single time he hold his breath for long in the water, but he kept trying, and kept preparing himself for what was coming in his way. The protagonist of the story ‘Through the Tunnel’ was an English boy named Jerry, and he was at the beaches in some other countries foreign to him on the first day of holiday. Jerry was diving with some of the local boys when he first had the dream of swimming through an underwater tunnel that the local old boys always swim through. However, Jerry was a lot younger than the boys so it was a task much harder for him to accomplish, but he decided to take on the challenge anyways. In Doris Lessing’s short story ‘Through the Tunnel’, the English boy’s perseverance to practice holding his breath was especially memorable for me, as he sweat, bled, and almost risked his life for his goals. To me, Doris Lessing was really making us reflect on our own lives, and how we need to set a goal and try to achieve that goal with all we possibly could. The boy did not waste any time of his, he dedicated all his time practicing and getting himself ready for his goal, and he did it. The boy’s courage moved me greatly throughout this short story, and it was intense, or even, nerve-wracking to see Jerry risking his live underwater at such young age. The decision of travelling through the tunnel is Jerry’s decision, and he spent almost the entirety of his holiday, taking different steps, trying to fulfill that goal. In my mind, Jerry is no longer a young kid running around on the beaches, but a real man, endeavoring with all his might to achieve his goals previously set. To me, ‘Through is Tunnel’ is also a metaphor to life, the tunnel is like the troubles we may encounter along the way, while all the practices and the bleeding are our efforts paid to prepare ourselves the best we can for our set goals. The boy had tried his best to dive. He made it, but just barely. He tried so many times that ‘he lay underwater on the white sand, littered now by stones he had brought down from the upper air, and studied the entrance to the tunnel’, and was able to get what he paid for. But he will be back, with one more year of experience in life, to swim across the tunnel much easier. If you want to read an intense yet reflective short story, let Through the Tunnel be it, for that it truly is one great story you will never regret reading in your life.