Fallen Angels by Walter Dean Myers is a story about a group of men fighting and living together in Vietnam, but more importantly, they are fighting to live. The main character in the story, Perry, thinks back to his life in New York where his mom and brother live. He often thinks that when and if he gets back home his mom will expect him to be the same as before he left for Vietnam.
I was reading a post from Sand Sailor Aaron Webb around the first of the year, and this is what he wrote.
“Like many before me, I view this life I lead as a blank canvas. A piece of fabric stretched and framed within the boundaries we have placed upon ourselves. And with every new decision, mistake, or triumph another piece of that canvas is painted in, until it seems we have no where else to go, no blank space left to paint.
Many use this opportunity to cover up things from the past, hiding the brush strokes that define where they came from, who they were, or may still be. Others simply have too much life to live, wanting to embrace it all… stretching their canvas to fit within a larger frame. Learning and growing, pushing the boundaries for a lifetime.
I’d like to think that I am more of the latter, but I know this is not always true. The energy and attitude required to stand up to such a task can be daunting. Often impaired by paranoid thought, or fear of failure, we paint ourselves into a box…unable to escape from these self defined parameters.
Let this New Year be a ground breaking year for us all. May we find the courage to break free of our own restraints. May we all be able to face the future with the idea of expanding our borders and embracing who we are rather than painting over the past.
So, the next time you stand in front of a blank page… a blank canvas… unexposed film… Fill them all with the words, paintings, and images of life. Exposing who you are and where you come from without hesitation. Pushing the boundaries while creating the greatest masterpiece you possibly can.”
In this segment of Aaron’s post he explains how he feels about his life. I think Perry in Fallen Angels thinks of his life as a blank canvas, though he never mentions it. He talked about how his mom would want him to come back the same man as before he left, but Perry know that she will never know what he had to deal with in Vietnam. He can definitely start fresh, but he will never be able to go back in time. He can’t paint over his canvas of life and change his experiences in the war.
It is important to realize that Perry feels that his life in Vietnam is not real. He feels that life will be real once he gets back to the “world,” which for him in New York.
Because he feels that he isn’t living in a real world, there are two canvases of Perry’s life. One is for Vietnam, and that canvas is constantly being painted for each new experience. The other is for his life in the “real world.” He would have wanted this canvas to be like the one in Vietnam, but because of his mom wants him to be the same, he might feel that he has to paint over some of the past. No one should feel like they have to paint over their past. The past is the past, and the future is what is important.
April 16, 2008
Walter Dean Myers Fallen Angels
Aaron Webb (Sand Sailor) Painting the Town…