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Sensory images in the story "The aged mother"

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Answered by ItzStraBeRyAmiShA
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An illustration for the story The Aged Mother by the author Matsuo Basho

Long, long ago there lived at the foot of the mountain a poor farmer and his aged, widowed mother. They owned a bit of land which supplied them with food, and they were humble, peaceful, and happy.

Shining was governed by a despotic leader who though a warrior, had a great and cowardly shrinking from anything suggestive of failing health and strength. This caused him to send out a cruel proclamation. The entire province was given strict orders to immediately put to death all aged people. Those were barbarous days, and the custom of abandoning old people to die was not uncommon. The poor farmer loved his aged mother with tender reverence, and the order filled his heart with sorrow. But no one ever thought twice about obeying the mandate of the governor, so with many deep and hopeless sighs, the youth prepared for what at that time was considered the kindest mode of death.

Just at sundown, when his day’s work was ended, he took a quantity of unwhitened rice which was the principal food for the poor, and he cooked, dried it, and tied it in a square cloth, which he swung in a bundle around his neck along with a gourd filled with cool, sweet water. Then he lifted his helpless old mother to his back and started on his painful journey up the mountain. The road was long and steep; the narrow road was crossed and re-crossed by many paths made by the hunters and woodcutters. In some place, they lost and confues, but he gave no heed. One path or another, it mattered not. On he went, climbing blindly upward -- ever upward towards the high bare summit of what is known as Obatsuyama, the mountain of the “abandoning of the aged.”

The eyes of the old mother were not so dim but that they noted the reckless hastening from one path to another, and her loving heart grew anxious. Her son did not know the mountain’s many paths and his return might be one of danger, so she stretched forth her hand and snapping the twigs from brushes as they passed, she quietly dropped a handful every few steps of the way so that as they climbed, the narrow path behind them was dotted at frequent intervals with tiny piles of twigs. At last the summit was reached. Weary and heart sick, the youth gently released his burden and silently prepared a place of comfort as his last duty to the loved one. Gathering fallen pine needles, he made a soft cushion and tenderly lifted his old mother onto it. Hew rapped her padded coat more closely about the stooping shoulders and with tearful eyes and an aching heart he said farewell.

The trembling mother’s voice was full of unselfish love as she gave her last injunction. “Let not thine eyes be blinded, my son.” She said. “The mountain road is full of dangers. LOOK carefully and follow the path which holds the piles of twigs. They will guide you to the familiar path farther down.” The son’s surprised eyes looked back over the path, then at the poor old, shriveled hands all scratched and soiled by their work of love. His heart broke within and bowing to the ground, he cried aloud: “oh, Honorable mother, your kindness breaks my heart! I will not leave you. Together we will follow the path of twigs, and together we will die!”

Once more he shouldered his burden (how light it seemed now) and hastened down the path, through the shadows and the moonlight, to the little hut in the valley. Beneath the kitchen floor was a walled closet for food, which was covered and hidden from view. There the son hid his mother, supplying her with everything she needed, continually watching and fearing she would be discovered. Time passed, and he was beginning to feel safe when again the governor sent forth heralds bearing an unreasonable order, seemingly as a boast of his power. His demand was that his subjects should present him with a rope of ashes.

Answered by tiwariakdi
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"The Aged Mother" is a Japanese folktale that tells the story of a cruel ruler who orders all old people to be put to death.

The story is rich with sensory imagery that helps to evoke a powerful emotional response in the reader.

Here are some examples:

Visual Imagery: The story is full of vivid descriptions of the setting and characters.

For example, the "narrow pathway" that the mother and son must take to escape, the "snowy peaks" that surround them, and the "rushing torrent" of the river they must cross all create a vivid mental picture for the reader.

Auditory Imagery: The sound of the river, which is described as a "roaring torrent," creates a sense of danger and urgency in the reader. The cries of the animals, such as the monkeys and the birds, also add to the sensory experience of the story.

Olfactory Imagery: The mother's sense of smell is used to create a sensory image when she smells the "fragrant odor of incense" from the temple.

This smell provides a brief moment of respite from the harsh journey they are undertaking.

Tactile Imagery: The feeling of the "rough bark" of the tree that the mother clings to, and the "smooth stones" that the son uses to help her cross the river, all create a sense of touch for the reader.

Gustatory Imagery: There is little gustatory imagery in the story, although the reader can imagine the taste of the "juicy persimmons" that the mother and son eat for sustenance.

Overall, the sensory imagery in "The Aged Mother" helps to transport the reader into the story and creates a powerful emotional experience.

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