The Lake at Central Park

Hello everyone! Or at least someone reading this...

"Then, finally, I found it. What it was, it was partly frozen and partly not frozen."

Today I went to the Lake at Central Park and the Natural History Museum. First, I'll tell you about the Lake. As I was standing there, it felt so peaceful--so tranquil. It was almost as if time had stopped. I would figure that Holden might have felt the same way, because he was kind of peaceful as well. The only difference was that when Holden was at the lake, he was peaceful but he was a sadder peaceful. When I was there, I was feeling kind of happy. I think I felt more for Holden at this point because when he gets to the lake, there aren't any ducks. Because the ducks are a symbol of himself, I can see why it would pain him to see that there weren't any of 'him' there to guide him. By 'him' I mean people that could be possibly more like Holden and it would be saddening to see that there were no people similar to him who could help him. I tried to picture myself in Holden's situation and I began to feel terrible. I would regret getting kicked out of Pencey and I would also feel terribly lonely. I think the loneliness is a key factor in why Holden seeks out Phoebe. He has no one else to turn to. My view of Holden didn't really change. I felt the way I felt at the lake before I even went there. But to wrap it up, it was a great experience and I think I really gained some empathy towards Holden.