A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings: A Very Strange Tale Most Definitely Not for Children

I am analyzing Gabriel Garcia Marquez's short story "A Very Old Man With Enormous Wings: A Tale for Children".

Thesis/Intro:
This is a story about an old man with vulture's wings who appears in a small village off the coast sometime in the mid 20th century. It is a story about how the people of this small town assume that he is an angel and that he can perform miracles, and how they use him. My working thesis on the paper is this: "Though Marquez claims that this is a story for children, it is really a story about the absurdity of human nature, and is quite unfit in various ways for a child audience." I think this is true, although I am unsure because he may just be giving it that title to fool with people.

Section one:
So this part of the paper i explain the story and it's interpretation. basically, each person in the story represents a distinct form of human absurdity, and i will show this through a character and plot analysis.

Section 2:
Just having some character analysis wont be enough. so i will also delve into how the old man is actually a metaphor for Jesus Christ in the story, and how it parallels how people treated him. this will further support my thesis. This is the town reaction, on my paper, because they are the ones who give the biggest impression of this link between the old man and Christ.

Section 3:
Now I need to delve even deeper. lets talk about the story structure, how the symbols (like the wings, a typical symbol of power, are given to a weak old man), contrasts, and everything else sets up a greater structure that mirrors human absurdity.

Show & Tell

As I was rereading Antigone, I got to the part when she committed suicide and I was shocked. I was sad because of how much happened after she died, and how many people she hurt because of it. I was mad because she was so close to her goal, and she gave up. I went home and asked my friends what they thought the most noble act they could do for those they love, and they all answered to die for them. And then I started thinking about how often this happens in tragedies. People commiting suicide in vain, because they think it will make a difference and help the world, or because their own pain is too much. Dying for those we love doesn't accomplish anything. The same thing happend 441 BC, 1596, and 2016. I'm going to analyze all of these from a historical criticism, and what suicide meant in that time era, and how we need to stop romanticising death for those we love.