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Hills Like White Elephants
At a small café in rural Spain, a man and woman have a conversation while they wait for their train to Madrid. The subtle, casual nature of their talk masks a more complicated situation that could endanger the future of their relationship.
15 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 1, 1927
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Ernest Hemingway
2,255 books32.5k followersErnest Miller Hemingway was an American novelist, short-story writer and journalist. Best known for an economical, understated style that significantly influenced later 20th-century writers, he is often romanticized for his adventurous lifestyle, and outspoken and blunt public image. Most of Hemingway's works were published between the mid-1920s and mid-1950s, including seven novels, six short-story collections and two non-fiction works. His writings have become classics of American literature; he was awarded the 1954 Nobel Prize in Literature, while three of his novels, four short-story collections and three nonfiction works were published posthumously.
Hemingway was raised in Oak Park, Illinois. After high school, he spent six months as a cub reporter for The Kansas City Star before enlisting in the Red Cross. He served as an ambulance driver on the Italian Front in World War I and was seriously wounded in 1918. His wartime experiences formed the basis for his 1929 novel A Farewell to Arms. He married Hadley Richardson in 1921, the first of four wives. They moved to Paris where he worked as a foreign correspondent for the Toronto Star and fell under the influence of the modernist writers and artists of the 1920s' "Lost Generation" expatriate community. His debut novel The Sun Also Rises was published in 1926.
He divorced Richardson in 1927 and married Pauline Pfeiffer. They divorced after he returned from the Spanish Civil War, where he had worked as a journalist and which formed the basis for his 1940 novel For Whom the Bell Tolls. Martha Gellhorn became his third wife in 1940. He and Gellhorn separated after he met Mary Welsh Hemingway in London during World War II. Hemingway was present with Allied troops as a journalist at the Normandy landings and the liberation of Paris. He maintained permanent residences in Key West, Florida, in the 1930s and in Cuba in the 1940s and 1950s. On a 1954 trip to Africa, he was seriously injured in two plane accidents on successive days, leaving him in pain and ill health for much of the rest of his life. In 1959, he bought a house in Ketchum, Idaho, where, on July 2, 1961 (a couple weeks before his 62nd birthday), he killed himself using one of his shotguns.
Hemingway was raised in Oak Park, Illinois. After high school, he spent six months as a cub reporter for The Kansas City Star before enlisting in the Red Cross. He served as an ambulance driver on the Italian Front in World War I and was seriously wounded in 1918. His wartime experiences formed the basis for his 1929 novel A Farewell to Arms. He married Hadley Richardson in 1921, the first of four wives. They moved to Paris where he worked as a foreign correspondent for the Toronto Star and fell under the influence of the modernist writers and artists of the 1920s' "Lost Generation" expatriate community. His debut novel The Sun Also Rises was published in 1926.
He divorced Richardson in 1927 and married Pauline Pfeiffer. They divorced after he returned from the Spanish Civil War, where he had worked as a journalist and which formed the basis for his 1940 novel For Whom the Bell Tolls. Martha Gellhorn became his third wife in 1940. He and Gellhorn separated after he met Mary Welsh Hemingway in London during World War II. Hemingway was present with Allied troops as a journalist at the Normandy landings and the liberation of Paris. He maintained permanent residences in Key West, Florida, in the 1930s and in Cuba in the 1940s and 1950s. On a 1954 trip to Africa, he was seriously injured in two plane accidents on successive days, leaving him in pain and ill health for much of the rest of his life. In 1959, he bought a house in Ketchum, Idaho, where, on July 2, 1961 (a couple weeks before his 62nd birthday), he killed himself using one of his shotguns.
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May 23, 2024
"I wanted to try this new drink. That's all we do, isn't it—look at things and try new drinks?"
Hills Like White Elephants ~~ Ernest Hemingway
Hills Like White Elephants may be the best example of Ernest Hemingway's Iceberg Theory. Hemingway contends that the words on the page should be merely a small part of the whole story. The words on the page are the proverbial "tip of the iceberg," and a writer should use as few words as possible in order to indicate the larger, unwritten story that resides below the surface. Hemingway uses his theory to full effect here, and the results are dazzling. Hemingway wrote in Death in the Afternoon, A writer who omits things because he does not know them only makes hollow places in his writing. It is obvious here that Hemingway knows these people, the underlying emotions and what is about to take place.
Noticeable is the absence of the word "abortion," even though that is clearly the main subject of the story. There are also several indications that this isn't the first time the characters have discussed the issue, and I believe, it will not be the last.
Hills Like White Elephants ~~ Ernest Hemingway
Hills Like White Elephants may be the best example of Ernest Hemingway's Iceberg Theory. Hemingway contends that the words on the page should be merely a small part of the whole story. The words on the page are the proverbial "tip of the iceberg," and a writer should use as few words as possible in order to indicate the larger, unwritten story that resides below the surface. Hemingway uses his theory to full effect here, and the results are dazzling. Hemingway wrote in Death in the Afternoon, A writer who omits things because he does not know them only makes hollow places in his writing. It is obvious here that Hemingway knows these people, the underlying emotions and what is about to take place.
Noticeable is the absence of the word "abortion," even though that is clearly the main subject of the story. There are also several indications that this isn't the first time the characters have discussed the issue, and I believe, it will not be the last.
October 9, 2023
A conversation takes place, between an American man and a young woman called Jig. They’re having a few drinks whilst waiting for a train, and it’s clear that a procedure may be about to take place once they reach their destination, and that this procedure will have life changing results. A short story from Ernest Hemingway.
November 6, 2021
source
Hills across the valley are long and white
like white elephants
a couple sitting outside a bar
besides those white hills
discussing something couples usually do
not the usual ones
but those in strained relationships.
What else we got
nothing but some witnesses
absinthe, beads of bamboos, valley, rails, liquorice
and of course, hills like white elephants.
where is the plot
well, there is none
reader has to made the one
he has to actively fill in the gaps
he gets author’s intentions, perhaps.
Hemingway provides a reader, the stimulation
to draw his own portrait
through his eyes of imagination
and he has with himself
all those witnesses as symbols.
Well, this is minimalist approach
where though the words are absent
but underlying emotions are evidently felt.
So, what we have here
a sketch of human emotions
through some dialogues
interspersed among symbols
open to multiple interpretations.
source
4/5
January 24, 2013
Hills like White Elephants by Ernest Hemingway is a short story about abortion, feminism and relationship. The story is set on a bar section of a train set to Madrid. Simple as they can appear, an American man (who is not named) and a girl named Jig are sitting and having an intense and enduring discussion over whether or not Jig will get an abortion. The American man, however, tries to convince Jig that undergoing abortion is just easy as pie which is completely insulting. At the end of the story, the train is about to arrive to its destination and the outcome of their discussion is still unclear because the last words she said were: "I feel fine". We are now left wondering if she went through with the operation or not.
Significance of the Title:
Hills like White Elephants
Hills: Hills are curved land formation. If we draw a hill vertically (position it on a portrait vision) it will look like a pregnant woman (the hill acting as the womb of a woman). Take for example the letter 'b'. :)
White Elephants: White elephants signifies a precious item. In the story it describes the hill (The baby inside the womb). A white elephant is very rare and a beautiful gift to some culture but its cost perhaps surpasses its usefulness. Suppose, you give someone a gift like White Elephant, it will become totally useless to the recipient. And that is exactly the reality of what Jig is going through. She has received a gift (the baby on her womb) which is, at that time in her life, useless to her because it was unexpected. It is also a gift that could be priceless to another.
Significance of the Title:
Hills like White Elephants
Hills: Hills are curved land formation. If we draw a hill vertically (position it on a portrait vision) it will look like a pregnant woman (the hill acting as the womb of a woman). Take for example the letter 'b'. :)
White Elephants: White elephants signifies a precious item. In the story it describes the hill (The baby inside the womb). A white elephant is very rare and a beautiful gift to some culture but its cost perhaps surpasses its usefulness. Suppose, you give someone a gift like White Elephant, it will become totally useless to the recipient. And that is exactly the reality of what Jig is going through. She has received a gift (the baby on her womb) which is, at that time in her life, useless to her because it was unexpected. It is also a gift that could be priceless to another.
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June 4, 2021
A couple. A bar. A health condition of some sort. And some modest research done by a reader to understand what was going on exactly. Mere descriptions of actions and dialogue were not enough. But the reader doesn't blame the author for her lack of perception. A detached author that seems to barely know them.
A foreign in their lands.
The economy of the words. Emotions, all over the place. In silence. They have lost their names yet their presence is still felt.
Something breaks.
Oct 21, 2015
* Also on my blog.
P.S. Given the comments I keep receiving: yes, I know what the story is about, I just didn't want to write a review full of spoilers. But thank you.
June 4, 2021
A foreign in their lands.
The economy of the words. Emotions, all over the place. In silence. They have lost their names yet their presence is still felt.
Something breaks.
"We can have the whole world."
"No, we can't."
Oct 21, 2015
* Also on my blog.
P.S. Given the comments I keep receiving: yes, I know what the story is about, I just didn't want to write a review full of spoilers. But thank you.
June 4, 2021
July 30, 2016
Hemingway's dumb ass short story about a woman about to get Lasik surgery. The man informs her he cares enough about her to stay with her even if she doesn't want to do it, and would rather keep her glasses. But with her glasses she's like someone else. She doesn't look like the woman he fell in love with. He doesn't want someone else, he wants her.
Since there's nothing in the story that proves it can't be about Lasik surgery, or that it's about something stupid like abortion, it's absolutely about Lasik surgery. When you write a fucking Iceberg story with vagueness and allusions, you lazily create something that is meaningless. You give rise to Fan Theories and stupid speculation that never solidifies into reality, always remains a foggy blur of ideation. If you want readers to interpret your story the right way it's your job to put the proper content in there to make it unambiguous. Scattering the shitty puzzle pieces in a shitty layer of shitty writing doesn't do anyone any good, especially when they don't fit together into a reliable picture.
Since there's nothing in the story that proves it can't be about Lasik surgery, or that it's about something stupid like abortion, it's absolutely about Lasik surgery. When you write a fucking Iceberg story with vagueness and allusions, you lazily create something that is meaningless. You give rise to Fan Theories and stupid speculation that never solidifies into reality, always remains a foggy blur of ideation. If you want readers to interpret your story the right way it's your job to put the proper content in there to make it unambiguous. Scattering the shitty puzzle pieces in a shitty layer of shitty writing doesn't do anyone any good, especially when they don't fit together into a reliable picture.
May 12, 2024
An American man and a woman are talking to each other at a café near a train station somewhere in Spain. She looks at the hills in the distance and thinks they look like white elephants.
It’s the kind of story where two characters talk about something but they’re actually talking about something else. There’s clearly something we’re missing here as the audience. We’re expected to read between the lines and puzzle together what this conversation is actually about. I quite like the concept. Though I have to admit that I had to Google what this story is actually about. And even after reading the solution, I’m still not completely convinced by the story to be honest. I think I needed the story to state a little bit more explicitly what it’s actually about to hook me. Though I can also see how that would take away some of its charms. And it’s definitely a well-written short story.
It’s the kind of story where two characters talk about something but they’re actually talking about something else. There’s clearly something we’re missing here as the audience. We’re expected to read between the lines and puzzle together what this conversation is actually about. I quite like the concept. Though I have to admit that I had to Google what this story is actually about. And even after reading the solution, I’m still not completely convinced by the story to be honest. I think I needed the story to state a little bit more explicitly what it’s actually about to hook me. Though I can also see how that would take away some of its charms. And it’s definitely a well-written short story.
April 18, 2017
One of Hemingway's best short stories.
August 22, 2024
Takes five minutes to read and says so much. Especially relevant now for reasons that anyone who has read it (and follows politics) will understand.
November 23, 2016
3.5 stars
A memorable and well-written short story about a man pressuring a woman into getting an abortion. "Hills Like White Elephants" showcases Hemingway's writing at its best: clipped, elusive, yet packed with clues that make you want to discover more. Hemingway's characters say a lot without saying much at all, which makes some of his works bland and unbearable, but that style of dialogue works well in this short story. He captures the conflict inherent within difficult conversations and how we oftentimes fail to listen and to assert ourselves when appropriate. Yes, as in quite a few Hemingway stories, the male character comes across as annoying and passive-aggressive, and yes, this story does not have enough space to make a deep emotional impact. But "Hills Like White Elephants" serves as a good study in how to write dialogue well, and it moves fast enough to keep your attention. Overall, one of Hemingway's better short stories.
A memorable and well-written short story about a man pressuring a woman into getting an abortion. "Hills Like White Elephants" showcases Hemingway's writing at its best: clipped, elusive, yet packed with clues that make you want to discover more. Hemingway's characters say a lot without saying much at all, which makes some of his works bland and unbearable, but that style of dialogue works well in this short story. He captures the conflict inherent within difficult conversations and how we oftentimes fail to listen and to assert ourselves when appropriate. Yes, as in quite a few Hemingway stories, the male character comes across as annoying and passive-aggressive, and yes, this story does not have enough space to make a deep emotional impact. But "Hills Like White Elephants" serves as a good study in how to write dialogue well, and it moves fast enough to keep your attention. Overall, one of Hemingway's better short stories.
December 26, 2021
داستان گفتگوی دو زوج در یک ایستگاه قطار که در مورد سقط جنین صحبت میکنند. پر از حرفهای غیر مستقیم و تشبیه های زیباست.
با اینکه کتاب کوتاهه ولی مجبور شدم چند بار کتاب رو بخونم و تفسیر های کتاب رو بخونم تا کامل متوجه بشم پشت پرده حرف های ساده زن و مرد چه چیزهایی پنهانه و چه میگذره.
با اینکه کتاب کوتاهه ولی مجبور شدم چند بار کتاب رو بخونم و تفسیر های کتاب رو بخونم تا کامل متوجه بشم پشت پرده حرف های ساده زن و مرد چه چیزهایی پنهانه و چه میگذره.
November 20, 2021
“They look like white elephants.”
“I’ve never seen one,” the man drank his beer.”
“No, you wouldn’t have.”
Hills Like White Elephants is a 1927 short fiction story about a man and a woman conversing while waiting in a Spanish train station. She compares the nearby hills to white elephants. A symbol of something useless or troublesome to some yet a rare priceless gift to others. The couple’s words are vague. Their topic left for the reader's interpretation. They clearly see the situation from different perspectives. The proverb “one man’s trash is another man’s treasure” applies here.
Read online here.
“I’ve never seen one,” the man drank his beer.”
“No, you wouldn’t have.”
Hills Like White Elephants is a 1927 short fiction story about a man and a woman conversing while waiting in a Spanish train station. She compares the nearby hills to white elephants. A symbol of something useless or troublesome to some yet a rare priceless gift to others. The couple’s words are vague. Their topic left for the reader's interpretation. They clearly see the situation from different perspectives. The proverb “one man’s trash is another man’s treasure” applies here.
Read online here.
May 10, 2024
It’s about abortion. You’re going to read this at least three times in your college English classes and you will always be asked what it’s about and your classmates will all say “it’s about the insufficiency of man” or “it’s about the untenable state of being” or some other dumb shit 18 year olds think sounds smart but it’s about two people who can’t actually converse while talking not-discussing her having an abortion. Congratulations you just got an A on your freshman comp paper you’re welcome.
October 22, 2023
A story a day to chase the blues away #21
“Colinas como Elefantes Brancos”, Ernest Hemingway, EUA, 1927
Lembrada do meu conto preferido de Hemingay, “Um Gato à Chuva”, em que o mais importante é o que fica por dizer, li “Colinas como Elefantes Brancos”, mais um exemplo da sua célebre teoria do icebergue. Sustentado quase só em diálogos que ocultam o que se passa realmente, acaba por mimetizar uma genuína conversa entre duas pessoas que sabem do que estão a falar sem precisarem de se explicar, e ao leitor cabe preencher os espaços em branco.
- E se eu a fizer seremos de novo felizes e as coisas correrão como dantes? Tornarás a amar-me?
- Amo-te, agora, da mesma forma. Tu sabes muito bem que te amo.
- Sei. Mas se eu fizer a operação, continuarás a achar bem que eu diga coisas como há momentos: que os montes se parecem com elefantes brancos. Continuarás a gostar disso?
- Continuarei. Por exemplo, agora gostei, embora me não tivesse demorado a reflectir na comparação. Tu já sabes como ando, quando estou preocupado.
“Colinas como Elefantes Brancos”, Ernest Hemingway, EUA, 1927
Lembrada do meu conto preferido de Hemingay, “Um Gato à Chuva”, em que o mais importante é o que fica por dizer, li “Colinas como Elefantes Brancos”, mais um exemplo da sua célebre teoria do icebergue. Sustentado quase só em diálogos que ocultam o que se passa realmente, acaba por mimetizar uma genuína conversa entre duas pessoas que sabem do que estão a falar sem precisarem de se explicar, e ao leitor cabe preencher os espaços em branco.
- E se eu a fizer seremos de novo felizes e as coisas correrão como dantes? Tornarás a amar-me?
- Amo-te, agora, da mesma forma. Tu sabes muito bem que te amo.
- Sei. Mas se eu fizer a operação, continuarás a achar bem que eu diga coisas como há momentos: que os montes se parecem com elefantes brancos. Continuarás a gostar disso?
- Continuarei. Por exemplo, agora gostei, embora me não tivesse demorado a reflectir na comparação. Tu já sabes como ando, quando estou preocupado.
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June 10, 2024I think I lived this.
" Turn that off ! " the father shouted from downstairs.
" What ? " the boy asked, pretending not to hear him.
" Turn that light off ! " the father repeated, louder.
" But , dad, I'm reading, I'm at the best part, I'm already on page 6, the last page " , the boy said, holding Hemingway's book in his hands.
" It's too late for this reading, turn it off ! " said the father.
" It is never too late, dad ! This is my book, I could have existed in this story ! " said the boy.
" You drive me crazy with your story, turn off the light, I say !! " said the father.
" Yeah...right..too late.. Sure...
Eat This ! " the boy said, plugging his lamp into a huge battery and blasting his father out of the house with the light.
Meanwhile, in a Spanish cafe, another couple was having a different kind of argument.
" What do you want ? " the girl asked, clutching Hemingway's book in her hands.
" Look, I know this is hard, but we have to talk about it..." the man said, lowering his voice.
" Talk about what ? " the girl asked, pretending not to know.
" About the opération " the man said, hesitating.
" I don't know what you're talking about " the girl said, lying.
" Yes, you do, don't act like you don't. It's a simple procedure, an abortion. It's just...a thing. A thing that will make everything better. "
" Better for who ? " the girl asked, coldly.
" Better for us, for our future. For our happiness. "
" Is that what you think ? "
" Of course. Why wouldn't we ? We'II be free. Free to travel, to live, to love. Just like we were before..."
" Before what ? " the girl asked, curiously.
" Before you got...pregnant.." the man said, quietly.
The girl looked at him with a mix of sadness and anger. She hated him for saying that. She hated him for making her feel guilty, for not understanding.
" I'm not having the opération, " said the girl, firmly.
The man looked at her with a gaze of disbelief and pity. He didn't love her, he didn't love anything, he just wanted to escape.
" Fine. Do what you want . It's your choice ".
And then , I saw him - the boy. He looked lost, as if he'd stepped out of another time, another reality.
" Are you real ? " I asked him .
" I could have beeen, as the white elephants are. They are here, can you feel it ? Close your eyes, and listen. They dance on the wind, and their trunks touch the sky. "
" I've never seen one. "
" The hills, they look like white elephants. "
" What do you mean ? "
" A white elephant symbolizes something no one wants. In this story, I'm one of them. The hills, they are like choices. "
" And what if someone would have chosen differently ? "
" Even when you don't choose, it is still a choice.
Then, I'd have existed, for real. But nobody chose anything, that's the point."
Suddenly, I understood. The boy was a bridge. A connection, between worlds, between lives. The sun also rises, when the white elephants appear.
" Turn that off ! " the father shouted from downstairs.
" What ? " the boy asked, pretending not to hear him.
" Turn that light off ! " the father repeated, louder.
" But , dad, I'm reading, I'm at the best part, I'm already on page 6, the last page " , the boy said, holding Hemingway's book in his hands.
" It's too late for this reading, turn it off ! " said the father.
" It is never too late, dad ! This is my book, I could have existed in this story ! " said the boy.
" You drive me crazy with your story, turn off the light, I say !! " said the father.
" Yeah...right..too late.. Sure...
Eat This ! " the boy said, plugging his lamp into a huge battery and blasting his father out of the house with the light.
Meanwhile, in a Spanish cafe, another couple was having a different kind of argument.
" What do you want ? " the girl asked, clutching Hemingway's book in her hands.
" Look, I know this is hard, but we have to talk about it..." the man said, lowering his voice.
" Talk about what ? " the girl asked, pretending not to know.
" About the opération " the man said, hesitating.
" I don't know what you're talking about " the girl said, lying.
" Yes, you do, don't act like you don't. It's a simple procedure, an abortion. It's just...a thing. A thing that will make everything better. "
" Better for who ? " the girl asked, coldly.
" Better for us, for our future. For our happiness. "
" Is that what you think ? "
" Of course. Why wouldn't we ? We'II be free. Free to travel, to live, to love. Just like we were before..."
" Before what ? " the girl asked, curiously.
" Before you got...pregnant.." the man said, quietly.
The girl looked at him with a mix of sadness and anger. She hated him for saying that. She hated him for making her feel guilty, for not understanding.
" I'm not having the opération, " said the girl, firmly.
The man looked at her with a gaze of disbelief and pity. He didn't love her, he didn't love anything, he just wanted to escape.
" Fine. Do what you want . It's your choice ".
And then , I saw him - the boy. He looked lost, as if he'd stepped out of another time, another reality.
" Are you real ? " I asked him .
" I could have beeen, as the white elephants are. They are here, can you feel it ? Close your eyes, and listen. They dance on the wind, and their trunks touch the sky. "
" I've never seen one. "
" The hills, they look like white elephants. "
" What do you mean ? "
" A white elephant symbolizes something no one wants. In this story, I'm one of them. The hills, they are like choices. "
" And what if someone would have chosen differently ? "
" Even when you don't choose, it is still a choice.
Then, I'd have existed, for real. But nobody chose anything, that's the point."
Suddenly, I understood. The boy was a bridge. A connection, between worlds, between lives. The sun also rises, when the white elephants appear.
March 2, 2022
I hated this story. I read it in a college English course and my dislike for Hemingway increased after reading it. I had no idea how strong my feelings about this were.
The couple are engaged in a conversation with very different views. The man is horribly manipulative and the woman is portrayed as weak. It was written in 1927 but is very relevant even today.
My opinion is strong and many may not be as emotional in their reaction.
The couple are engaged in a conversation with very different views. The man is horribly manipulative and the woman is portrayed as weak. It was written in 1927 but is very relevant even today.
My opinion is strong and many may not be as emotional in their reaction.
August 12, 2020
وقتی چیزی رو از آدم میگیرن، دیگه گرفتن...
July 28, 2021
I had to read this for English 102 in college. There was so much symbolism in the story. You just have to read it carefully and think about the words and phrases.
January 23, 2019
Now This Is Writing in all its traditional glory, basic stuff that actually gleams and not crumbles in your hands like dross. This is what writing, what Words, is all about. Right here, this is how it's done people. With simplicity, Hemingway allows you to see his simple genius. With bare words he bares everything; gives you his all but that's actually just a glimpse, and therein lies his true mastery. He lets you in, sure but he makes you keep all of it, while you think what you've been given is Whole. It's not but that's redundant, except that in Hemingway's case even redundancy serves a purpose.
What a skillful display of Ice Berg Theory here, an early but confident showcasing of his trademark minimalist style, both techniques he alone perfected. What an euphemism for ice berg in itself, after all this was a short, short story with way deeper meaning behind it. Hills like White Elephants was storytelling for story's sake, not just a writer amusing himself. Not an ounce of purple prose or overwroughtness in this one. OK, before y'all jump in on me, let me remind you this is about Hemingway and not me, let's keep it that way, haha. Because as you know, often writers fall victim to their own ax by falling in love not with some Muse or an Excuse of any sorts, but with their own Voice. Isn't that dangerous? For all involved? When you think about it, a writer is really just someone standing at a pulpit preaching to empty air. You know what's even more insane? People sometimes gather around him and actually listen to him, well read him in any case. That's what is maddening.
These two. An American and (probably) an American girl. A man sits with a girl as they await their fate or their train. It's always a girl with Hemingway, isn't it; his succor in his war against time, ultimately aging and maybe even against dying. But these two! How I love their exchanges. I miss conversations like these, yearn for them and look for them in Other fiction. These two weren't sparse characters mouthing printed words on paper, no, no, no, no, they were real people talking to each other.
Maybe I've been reading bunch of dreck pretenders lately, so this truly felt like real writing to me it flowed like water, wide open to myriad interpretations, and Hemingway even lets you make up few of your own, that was his stroke, his gift. The obvious meaning of the story was, well obvious. Though I'll admit I didn't get some aspects of it, like what exactly did the Hills like White Elephants meant? If anyone wants to fill me in on that, be my guest. Or Be Our Guest, Be Our Guest Emma Watson. Spoon feed me, don't wanna look up analysis elsewhere. Don't be Shy. Or be her, she was ferocious. Or the title could mean what I think it means. Oh! Isn't that clever?
Men in Hemingway's stories are always likable, deep, mature, world-weary and sage. Thus giving him an air of an old man making him seem older, even when he wasn't old himself. Even before he became an Old Man lost at Sea. Men who witnessed War and war seem to witness changes in them too. The man at the station in this story was earthly and melancholic, seemingly nice and gentle. Selfish in a very selfless way. And the girl was a real person, rather than just a cardboard character. It's refreshing when women are shown as people in fiction. Though I understand how sometimes that can be fiction as well. This girl, you could tell he probably based her on somehow he knew, someone he drew from experience. That's so relatable, frustratingly so.
The Spanish setting was fitting and the backdrop of War, imminent or distant, haunting and romantic. As it also could have been about war within themselves. The decision they were to make, or weren't making. Now that I think of it, the girl probably was an American too, she didn't understand Spanish.
When I was reading this, I had to turn off Sigur Rós so that I can hear Hemingway's words better and maybe even listen to them. Let me tell you something, it was worth it. Little that you know of me, shades that are familiar to you, you know that means something.
Bonus material because I love this story so much, so I'll make you fall in love with yourself. I mean with this. Here are two things that I really liked from it :
The girl stood up and walked to the end of the station . Across, on the other side, were fields of grain and trees along the banks of Ebro. Far away, beyond the river, were mountains. The shadow of a cloud moved across the field of grain and she saw the river through the trees.
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I love this part, maybe because it reminds me of his novel Across the River and into the Trees, one of my fav. I can see him taking that title from this.
And here is another :
"We can have everything."
"No, we can't."
"We can have the whole world."
"No, we can't."
"We can go everywhere."
"No, we can't. It isn't ours any more."
June 7, 2016
I'm quite unsure how to rate this little anecdote, because I'm pretty positive that it's a conversation about whether or not the girl . I feel like that's kind of an easy thing to realise, though, and the description of this work is that it's a conversation that "isn't as it seems" so is there a deeper meaning? What did I miss?
I'm off to read some analyses, which will probably tell me that I'm wrong.
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EDIT: I'm back! I read a few summaries/analyses. And I'm pretty satisfied with my skills of deduction, from this CliffNotes analysis: "In other words, it will take an exceptionally perceptive reader to realize immediately that the couple is arguing about the girl's ."
Exceptionally perceptive, you say? Why, thank you.
I'm off to read some analyses, which will probably tell me that I'm wrong.
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EDIT: I'm back! I read a few summaries/analyses. And I'm pretty satisfied with my skills of deduction, from this CliffNotes analysis: "In other words, it will take an exceptionally perceptive reader to realize immediately that the couple is arguing about the girl's ."
Exceptionally perceptive, you say? Why, thank you.
January 9, 2019
I didn't get what it meant until I looked it up.
I didn't care about the story. There was no imagery, no intrigue, no interest in the characters.
The symbolism of the white elephants would've been nice if I'd understood what it meant, maybe. Too subtle?
Read for university.
I didn't care about the story. There was no imagery, no intrigue, no interest in the characters.
The symbolism of the white elephants would've been nice if I'd understood what it meant, maybe. Too subtle?
Read for university.
February 26, 2022
Here's what the story's about: a man and a woman having the most undecipherable conversation regarding an operation that she has to undergo...or not.
There's nothing mentioned concerning the kind of operation. I thought that they were talking about lobotomy (she seemed a little off) until I read that this was written in 1927.
Read it here: Hills Like White Elephants
There's nothing mentioned concerning the kind of operation. I thought that they were talking about lobotomy (she seemed a little off) until I read that this was written in 1927.
Read it here: Hills Like White Elephants
December 14, 2023
3star
داستانی در تقابل بین غریزه( زن) و عقلانیت( نماد مرد در داستان که البته گروهی به عقلانیت حُقه بازانه تفسیر نموده اند)
همان طور که در “تپه هایی چون فیلهای سفید” خواندیم این اثر با دیالوگ های طرح شده است که مشخصاً بسیار ساده و سطحی نمایان می شوند؛ اما هنر نویسنده در این است که عبارات بسیار ساده ای را تبدیل به کلید واژه های فهم داستان کرده است.
به عنوان چند نمونه ساده: دیالوگ “چشم دیدن نداری”؛ با خواندن این دیالوگ متوجه می شویم که مرد با دختر اختلاف دارد و در دیالوگ “آره همه چیز طعم شیرین بیان می دهد. به خصوص چیزهایی که آدم مدت های زیادی چشم به راهشان باشد مثل افسنطین” دختر انتظار چیزی یا کسی را می کشد که مثل طعم شیرین بیان است و در این جا این شباهت به افسنطین نسبت داده شده که به نظر می رسد نام کسی باشد و همچنین در دیالوگ “ول کن دیگر بابا” ؛به نظر می رسد اختلاف بر سر افسنطین است. در دیالوگ “جگ باور کن یک عمل خیلی ساده است. باور کن اسمش را عمل هم نمی شود گذاشت”؛ زن قرار است تن به عمل جراحی ناخواسته ای بدهد که احتمالا” با افسنطین ارتباط دارد. (البته ارتباط عمل جراحی با افسنطین در این قسمت تنها بر پایه حدس و گمان است) و در ادامه دیالوگ “آخر این تنها چیزی است که موی دماغ ماست. تنها چیزی که سد راه خوشبختی ماست”؛ در ادامه نیز می خوانیم که در این عمل از فشار هوا استفاده می کنند..
در تحلیل داستان کوتاه تپه هایی چون فیلهای سفید می توان گفت شاید به راحتی بتوان این نتیجه را گرفت که دختری که انتظار افسنطین را می کشد و مردی که از این اتفاق ناراحت است. دختر قرار است تن به عملی ناخواسته بدهد که در آن از فشار هوا استفاده می کنند. با خواندن دیالوگ ها پی می بریم که حدس ما درست بوده و دختر باردار است و مرد این بچه را سد راه خوشبختی می داند
در ادامه تحلیل داستان کوتاه تپه هایی چون فیلهای سفید باید گفت که “لیونل تریلینگ” منتقد؛ سر نخ را در جایی دیگر جستجو می کند که البته هیچ اشاره ای به نام افسنطین نمی کند (رجوع کنید به جلد اول داستان و نقد داستان گزیده و ترجمه احمد گلشیری)
برای مثال در مورد نام داستان می نویسد: در پاره ای نواحی مشرق زمین فیل سفید جانوری مقدس است که با صرف هزینه ای گزاف باید از آن نگهداری کرد بی آن که به کارش گمارد. بدین ترتیب فیل سفید چیزی است که که به ظاهر اعتبار و ارزشی دارد اما در عمل وبال گردن است و باید از آن رهایی یافت.
در ادامه قسمتی از کتاب پروفسر جفری مایرز – استاد ادبیات یکی از دانشگاههای آمریکا- در تحلیل داستان کوتاه تپه هایی چون فیلهای سفید را میخوانیم
« مقایسه تپههایی چون فیلهای سفید- یعنی جانورانی خیالی که نماد چیزهای بیفایده، مثل کودکی ناخواستهاند- نقشی حساس در معنای قصه دارد. این تشبیه بدل به کانونی برای مجادله میشود، و تقابلی میان زن خیال پرداز، که از دیدن چشمانداز برانگیختهشده، و مرد سطحی نگر که با دیدگاه او همراهی نمیکند… درون مایه ی قصه، از میان رشته ای از قطب بندیها سر بر میآورد: طبیعی در برابر غیر طبیعی، غریزی در برابر عقلانی، پنداری در برابر گفتاری، حیاتی در برابر بیمارگونه. مرد خودخواه، نا آگاه از احساس های زن میکوشد به زور او را وادار به سقط جنین کند… تا آن که بتوانند درست مثل قبل بشوند… زن که این کار را به طرز وحشتناکی غیرطبیعی مییابد، از کشتن بچه و آسیب دیدن خودش، وحشت میکند. هر آنچه مرد میگوید دروغ است؛ هر آنچه زن میگوید ، طعنهآمیز است. مرد ، زن را وا میدارد که با عمل جراحی موافقت کند تا عشقاش را بازیابد، اما خود این واقعیت که مرد میتواند از او بخواهد چنان کاری را بکند، به این معناست که زن دیگر هرگز نمیتواند او را دوست بدارد. زن به این نوع خودنابودی رضا میدهد، پس از آن که بهگونهای از گسستگی خویشتن میرسد که در مرد زیرزمینی داستایفسکی و یوزف ک. کافکا تصویر شده و منعکس کننده رویکرد مرد به اوست: « پس این کار را میکنم چون اهمیتی به خودم نمیدهم.» بعد گام زنان از مرد دور میشود و… در طبیعت آرامش مییابد: در گندمزارها، درختان، رود و تپههای فراسو. تفکر آرامبخش او به هنگامی که نگاهش را در جستجوی کمک به تپهها میاندازد، یادآور آیه ۱۲۱ انجیل است. اما روحیه او از دست گفتههای مصرانه ی مرد بههم میریزد و او را تا آستانه ی فروپاشی پیش میبرد. به پژواک شاه لیر-اشاره به نمایش نامه شکسپیر- که میگوید« هرگز، هرگز، هرگز، هرگز، هرگز»، دختر با پریشانی التماس میکند:« میشود لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ دیگر حرف نزنی؟».
نقد از: حسین فرجی راد
داستانی در تقابل بین غریزه( زن) و عقلانیت( نماد مرد در داستان که البته گروهی به عقلانیت حُقه بازانه تفسیر نموده اند)
همان طور که در “تپه هایی چون فیلهای سفید” خواندیم این اثر با دیالوگ های طرح شده است که مشخصاً بسیار ساده و سطحی نمایان می شوند؛ اما هنر نویسنده در این است که عبارات بسیار ساده ای را تبدیل به کلید واژه های فهم داستان کرده است.
به عنوان چند نمونه ساده: دیالوگ “چشم دیدن نداری”؛ با خواندن این دیالوگ متوجه می شویم که مرد با دختر اختلاف دارد و در دیالوگ “آره همه چیز طعم شیرین بیان می دهد. به خصوص چیزهایی که آدم مدت های زیادی چشم به راهشان باشد مثل افسنطین” دختر انتظار چیزی یا کسی را می کشد که مثل طعم شیرین بیان است و در این جا این شباهت به افسنطین نسبت داده شده که به نظر می رسد نام کسی باشد و همچنین در دیالوگ “ول کن دیگر بابا” ؛به نظر می رسد اختلاف بر سر افسنطین است. در دیالوگ “جگ باور کن یک عمل خیلی ساده است. باور کن اسمش را عمل هم نمی شود گذاشت”؛ زن قرار است تن به عمل جراحی ناخواسته ای بدهد که احتمالا” با افسنطین ارتباط دارد. (البته ارتباط عمل جراحی با افسنطین در این قسمت تنها بر پایه حدس و گمان است) و در ادامه دیالوگ “آخر این تنها چیزی است که موی دماغ ماست. تنها چیزی که سد راه خوشبختی ماست”؛ در ادامه نیز می خوانیم که در این عمل از فشار هوا استفاده می کنند..
در تحلیل داستان کوتاه تپه هایی چون فیلهای سفید می توان گفت شاید به راحتی بتوان این نتیجه را گرفت که دختری که انتظار افسنطین را می کشد و مردی که از این اتفاق ناراحت است. دختر قرار است تن به عملی ناخواسته بدهد که در آن از فشار هوا استفاده می کنند. با خواندن دیالوگ ها پی می بریم که حدس ما درست بوده و دختر باردار است و مرد این بچه را سد راه خوشبختی می داند
در ادامه تحلیل داستان کوتاه تپه هایی چون فیلهای سفید باید گفت که “لیونل تریلینگ” منتقد؛ سر نخ را در جایی دیگر جستجو می کند که البته هیچ اشاره ای به نام افسنطین نمی کند (رجوع کنید به جلد اول داستان و نقد داستان گزیده و ترجمه احمد گلشیری)
برای مثال در مورد نام داستان می نویسد: در پاره ای نواحی مشرق زمین فیل سفید جانوری مقدس است که با صرف هزینه ای گزاف باید از آن نگهداری کرد بی آن که به کارش گمارد. بدین ترتیب فیل سفید چیزی است که که به ظاهر اعتبار و ارزشی دارد اما در عمل وبال گردن است و باید از آن رهایی یافت.
در ادامه قسمتی از کتاب پروفسر جفری مایرز – استاد ادبیات یکی از دانشگاههای آمریکا- در تحلیل داستان کوتاه تپه هایی چون فیلهای سفید را میخوانیم
« مقایسه تپههایی چون فیلهای سفید- یعنی جانورانی خیالی که نماد چیزهای بیفایده، مثل کودکی ناخواستهاند- نقشی حساس در معنای قصه دارد. این تشبیه بدل به کانونی برای مجادله میشود، و تقابلی میان زن خیال پرداز، که از دیدن چشمانداز برانگیختهشده، و مرد سطحی نگر که با دیدگاه او همراهی نمیکند… درون مایه ی قصه، از میان رشته ای از قطب بندیها سر بر میآورد: طبیعی در برابر غیر طبیعی، غریزی در برابر عقلانی، پنداری در برابر گفتاری، حیاتی در برابر بیمارگونه. مرد خودخواه، نا آگاه از احساس های زن میکوشد به زور او را وادار به سقط جنین کند… تا آن که بتوانند درست مثل قبل بشوند… زن که این کار را به طرز وحشتناکی غیرطبیعی مییابد، از کشتن بچه و آسیب دیدن خودش، وحشت میکند. هر آنچه مرد میگوید دروغ است؛ هر آنچه زن میگوید ، طعنهآمیز است. مرد ، زن را وا میدارد که با عمل جراحی موافقت کند تا عشقاش را بازیابد، اما خود این واقعیت که مرد میتواند از او بخواهد چنان کاری را بکند، به این معناست که زن دیگر هرگز نمیتواند او را دوست بدارد. زن به این نوع خودنابودی رضا میدهد، پس از آن که بهگونهای از گسستگی خویشتن میرسد که در مرد زیرزمینی داستایفسکی و یوزف ک. کافکا تصویر شده و منعکس کننده رویکرد مرد به اوست: « پس این کار را میکنم چون اهمیتی به خودم نمیدهم.» بعد گام زنان از مرد دور میشود و… در طبیعت آرامش مییابد: در گندمزارها، درختان، رود و تپههای فراسو. تفکر آرامبخش او به هنگامی که نگاهش را در جستجوی کمک به تپهها میاندازد، یادآور آیه ۱۲۱ انجیل است. اما روحیه او از دست گفتههای مصرانه ی مرد بههم میریزد و او را تا آستانه ی فروپاشی پیش میبرد. به پژواک شاه لیر-اشاره به نمایش نامه شکسپیر- که میگوید« هرگز، هرگز، هرگز، هرگز، هرگز»، دختر با پریشانی التماس میکند:« میشود لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ لطفاَ دیگر حرف نزنی؟».
نقد از: حسین فرجی راد
November 6, 2024
This is probably one of the most famous short stories published in the English language. Only four pages long but thousands of people (mostly students, I suppose :D) racked one's brains over it and pondered on its meaning and all its layer.
The premise is easy enough: it's a conversation between an American man and a young woman (referred to as a "girl" throughout the story) at a train station while waiting for a train to Madrid. During their conversation only two significant things happen: 1) the girl compares the nearby hills to white elephants, and 2) the pair indirectly discusses an "operation" that the man wants the girl to have.
After I finished reading the story (which only takes 5 minutes), I was so confused why people love it so much and why they think it's so clever? I've heard from many people that they had to read the story multiple times (sometimes at different stages in their life) for it to finally click and understand what the two are talking about. BESH WHAT?? I think it's kinda obvious. I mean, don't get me wrong, we cannot know for sure what good ole Ernest was getting at because he left it ambiguous for a reason, but even after my first reading of the story I thought that it was fairly obvious that the two were talking about an abortion.
The question that then arises is whether or not the woman decides to keep the baby, and/ or if the couple will break up or stay together. [If you ask me, the woman should do with her body whatever the fuck she wants, but she 100% has to ditch that creep. Just my two cents.] Of course, readers can only speculate, but I found it interesting to read different people's takes on these questions, especially when people analysed cues in the dialogue to come to their conclusions.
I couldn't be bothered to delve too deep into an analysis because the story really didn't do it for me but I understand why certain people would obsess over it. And even though I didn't end up loving the story, I can definitely appreciate how MUCH Ernest (yes, we're on first name basis, he's an ass) managed to put into so FEW pages. I love short story that are more open and leave room for implications and for readers to fill in the gaps.
One interpretation of the title that I found interesting is that it may be a reference to White elephant sales, so basically something like a yard sale where people get rid off unwanted gifts. (The term "white elephant" refers to an extravagant but burdensome gift that cannot be easily disposed of, based on the legend of the King of Siam gifting rare albino elephants to courtiers who had displeased him, that they might be ruined by the animals' upkeep costs.) Then, the parallel to the abortion becomes even more evident. But it could also be a reference to the literal "elephant in the room", a phrase that is commonly used to refer to something that is painfully obvious but not talked about. But who knows.
The premise is easy enough: it's a conversation between an American man and a young woman (referred to as a "girl" throughout the story) at a train station while waiting for a train to Madrid. During their conversation only two significant things happen: 1) the girl compares the nearby hills to white elephants, and 2) the pair indirectly discusses an "operation" that the man wants the girl to have.
After I finished reading the story (which only takes 5 minutes), I was so confused why people love it so much and why they think it's so clever? I've heard from many people that they had to read the story multiple times (sometimes at different stages in their life) for it to finally click and understand what the two are talking about. BESH WHAT?? I think it's kinda obvious. I mean, don't get me wrong, we cannot know for sure what good ole Ernest was getting at because he left it ambiguous for a reason, but even after my first reading of the story I thought that it was fairly obvious that the two were talking about an abortion.
The question that then arises is whether or not the woman decides to keep the baby, and/ or if the couple will break up or stay together. [If you ask me, the woman should do with her body whatever the fuck she wants, but she 100% has to ditch that creep. Just my two cents.] Of course, readers can only speculate, but I found it interesting to read different people's takes on these questions, especially when people analysed cues in the dialogue to come to their conclusions.
I couldn't be bothered to delve too deep into an analysis because the story really didn't do it for me but I understand why certain people would obsess over it. And even though I didn't end up loving the story, I can definitely appreciate how MUCH Ernest (yes, we're on first name basis, he's an ass) managed to put into so FEW pages. I love short story that are more open and leave room for implications and for readers to fill in the gaps.
One interpretation of the title that I found interesting is that it may be a reference to White elephant sales, so basically something like a yard sale where people get rid off unwanted gifts. (The term "white elephant" refers to an extravagant but burdensome gift that cannot be easily disposed of, based on the legend of the King of Siam gifting rare albino elephants to courtiers who had displeased him, that they might be ruined by the animals' upkeep costs.) Then, the parallel to the abortion becomes even more evident. But it could also be a reference to the literal "elephant in the room", a phrase that is commonly used to refer to something that is painfully obvious but not talked about. But who knows.
December 9, 2021
you know this feeling when you watch one of these tik toks where no clue is given about the context and you just have to figure out it out on your own, and you usually fail to understand what the fuck happened ? yeah same thing with this book
September 4, 2014
I love Hemingway's approach to writing. I think it takes an excellent writer to use mainly dialogue to present each characters personality without using narrative. I also enjoy the symbolism throughout the story. One in particular I enjoy Hemingway's Iceberg approach to writing because doesn't the story really belong to the reader and how we choose to interpret it?
January 26, 2022
اینو توی کلاس کارگردانی برامون خوندن و مثل بقیه آثاری که از همینگوی خوندم از اینم خوشم نیومد، میگن که همینگوی رویداد ها رو ثبت میکنه و از این جهت نثرش به فیلمنامه نزدیکه و به دنیای سینما، ولی برای من خیلی دنیای آثارش خشک و بی روح به ��ظر میاد:(
June 18, 2021
داستانی بود پیرامون «سقط جنین» بدون اینکه از خود عبارت استفاده شود.
در اینجا هم شاهد قلم شاهکار همینگوی در بهترین حالت خودش هستیم: رساندن بیشترین معنا و عمق با سادهترین و کمترین کلمات.
در اینجا هم شاهد قلم شاهکار همینگوی در بهترین حالت خودش هستیم: رساندن بیشترین معنا و عمق با سادهترین و کمترین کلمات.
May 6, 2022
Ok, cool. But... no.
December 14, 2022
The simplicity of Hemingway’s stories isn’t for everyone. There’s so much left for our interpretation that the way we understand it says more about us than the author or the characters.
It is a short story about a man convincing a woman to have an operation. He says it’s simple, quick, and would solve all their problems. Although it’s never mentioned what kind of operation the man is convincing his girlfriend to have, many of us can assume it’s abortion.
Their conversations reveal deep relationship as well as personal issues that have little to do with the unexpected pregnancy they are facing.
A great short read about the importance of communication.
It is a short story about a man convincing a woman to have an operation. He says it’s simple, quick, and would solve all their problems. Although it’s never mentioned what kind of operation the man is convincing his girlfriend to have, many of us can assume it’s abortion.
Their conversations reveal deep relationship as well as personal issues that have little to do with the unexpected pregnancy they are facing.
A great short read about the importance of communication.
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