In E.B. White's essay, "Once More to the Lake," the narrator is reminded of his own childhood vacations to the lakeside camp with his family during a return trip with his son. Revisiting the lake and watching his son perform the same activities he once did leads to a series of memories he holds with his father. One day while fishing on the lake, White was watching his son toy with a fly that was sitting on the tip of his rod. He had an overwhelming sense of dizziness since this was the same thing he had done as a child. White did not know if he was the child or the adult at that moment in time (127, par. 5). White's father allowed him to examine the meanings and truths of nature by letting him have the freedom to analyze the world surrounding him. For example, White says, "As always, I was the first one awake, dressing softly so as not to wake the others, and sneak out into the sweet outdoors and start out in the canoe, keeping close to shore in the long shadows of the pines.
My Father and My Son
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English: The beach, Scarborough Early in the morni...I remembered being very careful never to rub my paddle against the gunwale for fear of disturbing the stillness of the cathedral" (126, par. 2). I can relate to White's essay because my parents allowed me to experience a worry free childhood with the freedom to explore nature and be adventurous during our summer vacations at Laurel Lake, Millville NJ.
I can recollect attending boat races at the lake with my family during Labor Day weekends. My parents would set up our beach towels on the beach while my siblings and I would jump around with excitement, listening to the sound of the boat engines roaring. We knew when...