A London Workhouse in 1850

Hej vi arbejder med A London Workhouse in 1850 som er en tekst af dickens hvor jeg fik tildelt en passage for at se hvad jeg fik ud af den. Og jeg ville sådan set bare høre om der er nogen der kan finde flere ting i teksten.

Her er teksten:

Groves of babies in arms; groves of mothers and other sick women in bed; groves of lunatics; jungles of men in stone-paved down-stairs day-rooms, waiting for their dinners; longer and longer groves of old people, in up-stairs Infirmary wards, wearing out life, God knows how — this was the scenery through which the walk lay, for two hours. In some of these latter chambers there were pictures stuck against the wall, and a neat display of crockery and pewter on a kind of sideboard; now and then it was a treat to see a plant or two; in almost every ward there was a cat.

In all of these Long Walks of aged and infirm, some old people were bedridden, and had been for a long time; some were sitting on their beds half naked; some dying in their beds; some out of bed, and sitting at a table near the fire. A sullen or lethargic indifference to what was asked, a blunted sensibility to everything but warmth and food, a moody absence of complaint as being of no use, a dogged silence and resentful desire to be left alone again, I thought were generally apparent. On our walking into the midst of one of these dreary perspectives of old men, nearly the following little dialogue took place, the nurse not being immediately at hand

Det har jeg skrevet:

This part is about the state of the people living in the workhouse. Most of them are in a few words just waiting to die. It seems to us that they don’t want to be there. They are grateful but they want to be able to take care of themselves. It seems to us that they have no alternatives and in some way they are angry at the person who runs this workhouse because they do not smile or say thank you. They just want to be left alone in their misery. Maybe they are embarrassed because they live on charity and it hurts their pride and that could be why they sit in a dogged silence refusing to talk or maybe show any kind of enthusiasm. It seems to us that the people have given up.
The scene is groves and jungles of misery which is a way of saying that there are a lot of people there who live in misery.