The Unicorn in the Garden

The short hi narrative that I choose to contemplate and write the critical assay on, is The Unicorn in the Garden by James Thurber. The floor is round a service universe having his breakfast, who dictum a unicorn in the tend and proceeds to regulate his married fair sex about it as the chronicle progresses in an unusual way. This bilgewater appeals to me in many ship canal namely in the aspects of themes, the plot, characters and the spoken communication used. Thus, this essay will be based on the aspects mentioned previously.\nI would like to begin with the themes and formulate why it is appealing to me. The firstly is man versus woman. In my view, the man represents the blissful fantasy and the woman represents the harsh honesty. At the stir up-go of the novel, the man is having breakfast altogether when he sees the unicorn in the tend and immediately reports his unusual husking to his married woman where she responds by reflexion the unicorn is a mythical beast. This is kinda vexing to me because the mind of the woman is still in reality and man in fantasy. another(prenominal) theme I demonstrate in this short story is deception. It is possible that while having breakfast, the man suddenly had an idea to get rid of the wife and inform that plan by fashioning up a story about a unicorn. He probably knew that she will tell on him to the authorities and would examine to capture him. However, the wife is too finding an excuse to expose from the husband and decides that this is the perfect fortune and calls the authorities. Little did she know, that her plan would bounce and the man a victor. It is fleshy to predict what the man had in mind thus it kept my interest in check.\n as well as that, the plot also appeals to me. The exposition is when the man was having his breakfast and the story immediately turns into a run afoul when the man sees a unicorn in the garden and hurries to tell his wife about it and his wife does not believe what he says. He returns to the garden but the unicorn was missing which aroused my interest in the stor...