Viruses are just as exhilarating and terrifying as a driver who is texting while accelerating at ninety miles per hour… especially when the person turns out to be your mother. The monkeys from part three of Preston’s The Hot Zone, are hungry-vicious-life-threatening chimps who’ll probably spit as fast as ninety miles per hour, and that is why the Jaaxs are working harder than ever to evacuate the monkey contaminated building. The Army is dragged in and the help that is brought in sound like they’re around my age. If I was in a suit that sounds like it would break down by the slightest touch, I would probably run and scream like Rhoda Williams… especially if it was a monkey chasing after me with a pointy syringe. Not only did a monkey try to attack her, one woke up after being chemically induced with Ketamine and tried to put her hand in his mouth! Preston made this chapter sound like the worst science lab experience that has ever happened in U.S. history, like when Gene Johnson was “putting his hand into a bloody lake of amplified hot agents” (316 Preston). It was particularly dramatic how the Army took down the virus-infested-monkey building, when “gas penetrated the air ducts” and went as far as “inside pencil sharpeners in the drawers” (356 Preston). This whole section felt like a wild goose chase but instead of wild geese, it involved sick zombie-like explosive monkeys. It was so effective; it made me feel the need to skip the monkey exhibit while I was at the zoo!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Valentina's Reaction to Part 3
Viruses are just as exhilarating and terrifying as a driver who is texting while accelerating at ninety miles per hour… especially when the person turns out to be your mother. The monkeys from part three of Preston’s The Hot Zone, are hungry-vicious-life-threatening chimps who’ll probably spit as fast as ninety miles per hour, and that is why the Jaaxs are working harder than ever to evacuate the monkey contaminated building. The Army is dragged in and the help that is brought in sound like they’re around my age. If I was in a suit that sounds like it would break down by the slightest touch, I would probably run and scream like Rhoda Williams… especially if it was a monkey chasing after me with a pointy syringe. Not only did a monkey try to attack her, one woke up after being chemically induced with Ketamine and tried to put her hand in his mouth! Preston made this chapter sound like the worst science lab experience that has ever happened in U.S. history, like when Gene Johnson was “putting his hand into a bloody lake of amplified hot agents” (316 Preston). It was particularly dramatic how the Army took down the virus-infested-monkey building, when “gas penetrated the air ducts” and went as far as “inside pencil sharpeners in the drawers” (356 Preston). This whole section felt like a wild goose chase but instead of wild geese, it involved sick zombie-like explosive monkeys. It was so effective; it made me feel the need to skip the monkey exhibit while I was at the zoo!
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