In “Death of a Pig” E.B. White
begins by saying how he spent numerous hours trying to save his sickly pig. In
the beginning, White never knew the value of life and how fragile it could be;
he simply thought about pigs as a source of meat, providing plentiful ham and
bacon. Throughout the story White personifies the pig, continually comparing it
to a child. As the story progresses, we see that White keeps getting more and
more attached to this pig, doing everything in his power to keep him alive; he
even admits that it became a “strong obsession” to help lift the pig from his
misery. White visited the pig several times a day to nurse it back to help with
no luck. When he had learned of the pig’s death, White went back to him room
very distraught. I found this story hit home a little because growing up in
rural Wisconsin, many of my friends and neighbors raise beef cattle. From my
standpoint, these farmers can’t get attached to their animals because they will
eventually be led to a slaughterhouse and I’m sure getting attached can be
emotionally exhausting. I find it this essay interesting because it makes it
seem like the death of this pig made White reevaluate his situation, but who wouldn’t
after the disheartening few days he went through? What would you do if you were
in his shoes?
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