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1 " I must say that my father is innocent. I should say it. I have to say it. I’m obliged to say it. My father will kill me if I don’t say he is innocent. The children of murderers cannot kill the father. "
― Alejandro Zambra , Multiple Choice
2 " Everyone gets erased -- life consists of meeting people whom first you love and then you erase -- but you can't erase children, you can't erase parents. "
3 " The day you were born was the happiest day of my life, but I was so nervous that I don’t know if happiness is really the best word to describe what I felt. I think it is my obligation to tell you, in spite of the absolute love I have always felt for you, in spite of how much you have brightened my life, and I assume your mother’s as well—I haven’t seen her in around ten years now, but I’m sure that for her as well you have been a constant source of happiness—in spite of all that, I have to tell you that during the eighteen years you’ve now been alive, I’ve never stopped wondering what my life would have been like if you had never been born.It’s an overwhelming thought, an exit that leads to the darkest of nights, to the most complete blackness, but also to shadow and sometimes, slowly, toward something like a clearing in the woods. These fantasies are normal, but it’s not so common for parents to confess them. For example, over the years I have thought thousands of times that if you hadn’t been born I would have needed less money, or could have disappeared for weeks on end without worrying about anyone. I could have prolonged my youth for several more years. I could have even killed myself. I mean, the first consequence of your birth was that from then on, I could never kill myself. "
4 " We wanted to be children without children, which was the way to remain children forever.. "
5 " That's what life consists of, I'm afraid: erasing and being erased. "
6 " 1. Göğüslerindeki, bacaklarındaki, belindeki, poposundaki çilleri hatırlıyorsun. Net rakam: iki yüz yirmi üç. Bin iki yüz yedi gün oldu, sayıları iki yüz yirmi üçtü.2. Sana gönderdiği mesajları yeniden okuyorsun: Çok güzeller, komikler. Uzun paragraflar, canlı, karmaşık cümleler. Sıcak sözler. O senden daha iyi yazıyor.3. Onu on dakikalığına görmek için beş saat araba kullandığını hatırlıyorsun. On dakika değildi, bütün bir akşamüstüydü ama on dakika olduğunu düşünmek hoşuna gidiyor.4. Dalgaları, kayaları hatırlıyorsun. Sandaletlerini, ayağındaki yarayı. Gözlerinle bacaklarından kirpiklerine doğru hızla yol alışını hatırlıyorsun.5. Onunla birlikte olmaya hiç alışamadın. Onsuz olmaya da hiç alışamadın. Sanki kendi kendine konuşur gibi fısıltıyla söylediği şeyi hatırlıyorsun: Her şey yolunda.A) 5 - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4B) 4 - 5 - 1 - 2 - 3C) 3 - 4 - 5 - 1 - 2D) 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 1E) 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 "
7 " Everyone fakes their absence. Old friends, enemies, or lovers could be in the same elevator and never know it. "