Rebecca appears at the age of eleven, and as an orphan she is sent to the strange Macondo and entrusted to the Ursulines to raise. The book makes it clear that Ursula and his wife do not actually know Rebecca's parents, but the kind couple still raise Rebecca as if they were their own, and even Ursula's love for Rebecca exceeds that of her own daughter Amaranda.
Rebecca's most distinctive feature is that she can't control eating soil as long as she is nervous, she likes to eat the wet soil in the yard and the lime wall skin scraped off with her fingernails, and even she can maintain not eating anything for dozens of days by eating soil, in order to make her quit this vice, Ursula sprinkles cow bile in the yard, applies chili oil to the wall, and even makes her drink the orange juice mixed with huanglian on an empty stomach, because Ursula believes that these bitter foods will make the liver react on an empty stomach, thus quitting the quirk of eating soil. But Rebecca resisted too fiercely, kicking and kicking, biting her family at random, and spitting at people like crazy, so Ursula beat her with a leather whip in addition to food treatment, and after a few weeks Rebecca finally learned to eat normal food.
As an adult, Rebecca stood tall, unfortunately she and her sister Amaranda fell in love with the pianist Crespi at the same time, and when she could not contain her longing for Crespi, she began to miss the smell of damp earth, and the quirks that had been suppressed by huanglian and orange juice suddenly turned into an irrepressible desire, and she began to eat soil again.
She often hid the dirt in her pocket and ate it little by little when people were not paying attention, and a confused feeling of happiness and anger welled up in her heart. This handful of dirt made the only man worthy of her inferiority more distant and more real, and she tasted the weight and temperature of his blood from it, a feeling that burned violently in her mouth and left comfort in her heart.
She and Crespi fall in love, but due to the deliberate obstruction of their sister Amaranda, their wedding dates are pushed back again and again, so that they are gradually forgotten, and the brave Rebecca encourages Crespi to elope, but Crespi is not a person who dares to take risks, and his indecision arouses Rebecca's annoyance, so the tall, masculine and fearless José. Arcazio quickly attracted her, and the crazy two married under the curse of being forbidden to enter the house again.
Many people say that Rebecca does not love Jose, I think it is not at all, she took the initiative to find Jose, when the timid crespi disappointed her, she has always admired Jose's bravery, and she also quit the habit of eating dirt after marrying Jose, which shows that she is particularly relaxed with Jose. After José's death, Rebecca closed her door and lived the life of the living dead, wrapping herself in a thick shell of pride, which could not be broken by all the temptations of the world. I seemed to see the timid eleven-year-old girl again, hiding in a corner alone and eating dirt...
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" > Rebecca's several times of eating soil and abstaining from soil are actually closely related to her encounters</h1>
<h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > psychologists say that "pica is mainly caused by the following two aspects: one is the lack of inner security; the other is the lack of nutrition caused by pica, anorexia, and so on." </h1>
So let's look at Rebecca's experience: she experienced hunger in her infancy, experienced the death of her parents in her teenage years, and then experienced a failed love in adulthood, and every time she was lonely and helpless, she could not curb her desire for dirt, and the soil here represented a kind of resistance of Rebecca, and her act of eating soil was a means for her to vent her emotions, fall into madness, and exile herself, because of her bitter life, she seemed to always be the girl who hid from eating soil, crying in pain and anger, and vomiting until dawn.
Everyone has their own way of venting their emotions, some people drink, some people smoke, some people talk, some people go crazy sports, some people play in the mountains, and of course, some people eat like Rebecca.
Under the surface of her eating soil, I saw a lonely girl fighting against fate again and again, each successful quitting the soil represented the progress of her struggle, and then fate was merciless, after all, she returned to being alone, lonely to death...
Today's young people ridicule no money as "eating soil", in fact, in real life, there are really people eating soil, in addition to eating soil, there are even patients who eat glass, eat soap, drink gasoline, and most people with pica are due to the body's instinctive desire to get these incredible things.
A British woman, Vernes, found herself specifically wanting to eat furniture polishes when she was pregnant. Although she knew that pica was not good for the development of the fetus, she could not control herself.
A 30-year-old man in India eats about three kilograms of masonry and sand every day.
An American woman fell in love with soap after falling out of love, eating five pieces a week without any discomfort!
The book does not explain whether Rebecca has been eating soil after her husband's death, but I seem to see her once again surrender to fate, quietly eating wet soil and calmly waiting for death to come.
Rebecca was skinny and bony, with only a few sparse yellow hairs on the top of her bare head, only a pair of large eyes still retained the beauty of the past, but it had long lost the light of hope, which was the image of Rebecca in her later years.
She may not know that three days after she closed the door, the maid who had served her all her life asked the authorities to forcibly open the bedroom door, and people saw her shrunk like a shrimp, her hair falling out of ringworm, her thumb in her mouth, which was the last look of her departure...
The book "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is the only novel that I don't know how to narrate the plot, every time I want to say it, but it is like a fish in the throat, choking I just want to cry, I can't tell what kind of book this is, but I clearly feel how lonely this book really is.