Shooting an Elephant
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- "It had already destroyedsomebody’s bamboo hut, killed a cow, and raided some fruit stallsand devoured the stock; also it had met the municipal rubbish vanand, when the driver jumped out and took to his heels, had turnedthe van over and inflicted violences upon it," (Orwell 706).
- "When I pulled the trigger I did not hear the bang or feel thekick—one never does when a shot goes home—but I heard thedevilish roar of glee that went up from the crowd. In that instant, in too short a time, one would have thought, even for the bullet to getthere, a mysterious, terrible change had come over the elephant. Heneither stirred nor fell, but every line of his body had altered. He looked suddenly stricken, shrunken, immensely old, as though the frightful impact of the bullet had paralyzed him without knocking him down. At last, after what seemed a long time—it might have been five seconds, I dare say—he sagged flabbily to his knees. His mouth slobbered. An enormous senility. seemed to have settledupon him. One could have imagined him thousands of years old. I fired again into the same spot. At the second shot he did not collapse but climbed with desperate slowness to his feet and stood weakly upright, with legs sagging and head drooping. I fired a third time. That was the shot that did for him," (Orwell 710).
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