Cumulative Summary For “City Limits”

In the essay “City Limits” taken from The Colossus of New York by Colson Whitehead, Colson expresses his idea of New York City through out his writing. Starting by the first paragraph he tells us that he was born in NYC therefore, he was ruined for anywhere else. By This he means  that like his born in NYC it already ruined the chance of him  liking any other place. For him the city is that  great that he knows for a fact theres no other place like his.

He also says New York is always changing into new things and new places but whats important  to you is how NYC is at the moment you first lay your eyes on it. That’s why you shouldn’t believe what no one tells you about the history of new York because they just telling you was THEIR New York City like not what your is. We see things as they were in our experience while others see it as they remember from their experience. His love for New York makes him see his version of New York Even though NYC is always changing it would stay the same way to you but as new people come to NYC the new places would be  their different NYC. Colson Whitehead expresses his sorrow by telling us that when places change unexpectedly you don’t get to say goodbye to them because you don’t really know when is your last time sitting on that place. That’s why is very important to remember this places before they’re gone because they are   very   important to you and is part of what makes YOUR NYC so special.

Cumulative summary for “City Limits”

In the essay “City Limits”, written by Colson Whitehead, New York is described and presented in a different way than we’re accustomed to. He explains that everyone has their own New York and it all starts with your first experience there and what you visually take in. In his opinion, being in New York makes living any other place inferior. No matter what changes and is gone, it’s still alive through what you saw New York as when it was significant to you. People’s stories entice you to make the first move to come here but once you’re here, everything’s irrelevant because you only know for sure what your own experiences are. You need to remember and cherish what you see because when it isn’t there anymore, you don’t want to forget what you learned and did in those places.

Group B “City Limits”

The story “City Limits” written by Colson Whitehead is about a guy that observes the city of New York, he explains the amazing city that he saw and that makes other cities seem very weak next to New York City. It’s a great place because when you live here there are lots of opportunities like awesome schools and amazing jobs. Everyone has their own city, based on their memories and those memories create many different “New York Cities.” Many remember New York City with old buildings and those buildings might not exist anymore but to the person who saw them, they still are there. Everyone has a different prospective of New York, everyone experienced it in a difficult way. With Colson’s description of a New Yorker is no wonder that towards the end of the reading he starts to say that once you are a inside New York you will not want to live anywhere else.

Walking New York

Walking, an act that we do everyday without a second thought. We go to and fro, and return from whence we came. We use it to reach a location of importance to us, the act itself loses all meaning. What does walking matter, when all we try to do is reach our goal faster. It becomes a routine, one route that you take everyday. Nothing new to see or interact with, especially when half  the journey happens underground. However, it was not always that way, there was a time when the map of the city was blank, when the towers off in the distance seemed unreachable with the current means of walking, when the light beamed of the thundering trains above the streets.

Over the years I have been in many places within Brooklyn, Manhattan and Staten Island. At first, it was mainly in Brooklyn, walking by the bay near the Verrazano bridge, then under it and past it. Then there was the time I rode my bike all the way down to the Owls Head pier, that was the plan anyway. The bike was designed for more off road and rough Terrain, so it was heavy, had wide tires and, most important, a tight transmission and belt. All that  lead to near exhaustion and loss of speed, and when bikes loose speed they start winding because you are still paddling and exerting force in different directions and times. This led to the wheel hitting a high curb and destroyed the front wheel which sent me flying forward rolling and the bike landing on most of my body. No idea how I did not have a concussion or major injures after that. However, I most likely would not be aware if I had a concussion at the time. This brings the story to the long walk by the bay and under and past the bridge with me carrying the bike on my back all the way home.

However, on the way there I enjoyed the bay, which I had not stopped to look at for a while since I would usually ride past it on the bike.  Then there were the geese stayed on the grass and the seagulls overhead. The sun was also out and was heating the aluminum frame of the bike. Oh, well it was good exercise and it was only Saturday. Once I fixed the wheel that night I knew I would be out there tomorrow, but going much faster to keep up with my father`s light wight, thin wheeled European racing bike. Now all I needed was for my wheel to stop losing air and everything should go fine.

That was the plan.