Reason... can you hear me now???

Not going to lie, these are the two shortest stories I think that I have ever read.  And when I say short; I not only mean short in length; but also, short in content.  I legitimately try to get something out of these stories.  I have all semester. This class is probably the class that I try hardest in due to the fact that it is my weakest subject and the fact it I know that I am not the Professor’s favorite student.  I know that I probably came off a bit harsh on the first day of class when I said that I did not like reading, or literature, but I want to enjoy this class and I have gone into it with an open mind.  My lack of enjoying literature is due mostly to the literature that I had in high school; however, these two stories I feel have given me nothing, even less than the stories in high school.

The first one about the lady visiting these people in another country and having dinner at their house was surprising.  From what I could tell there were two visitors, one male and one female, that visited this house in a country.  I am merely speculating when I say that this country was probably somewhere in South or Central America.  The TV was showing an English program, so I am guessing a “Westernized area”, but Spanish commercials, hence the continent guess.  This country was probably a third world country.  The house was protected by broken off bottles in the walls, to slice the knees of the intruder wide open, and bars over the windows, to protect all entry.  With this form of protection, the fact that they had a colonel eating dinner with them, and the fact that they had a gold bell to call their maid, I feel as though they were wealthy. Probably in the government somewhere, due to the fact that they mentioned about how hard the country was getting to govern.  When the colonel walked out with a bag of dried human ears, I was creeped out.  Why would one keep a bag of dried HUMAN ears on hand?  Furthermore why rehydrate them and throw them on the floor? As quickly as this story started, it ended.  All in all I would rather read something that is more applicable in my life than about some random person’s experience in a third world country.