The Theme of The Cider House Rules Essay -- Homer Wells, moral obligat

During my senior year of high school, I often had dreams about exit my parents house. Fantasizing about freedom and, the ability to come and go as I wished took the place of time designated for class work. I was tired of creation told what to do, and I grew break of the monotony of taking out the garbage and cleaning my room. Being told to come in the house by 10 pm while my friends stayed until 12 pm seemed unfair to me. The media bombarded my mind with the idea that being a football captain in senior year was supposed to be filled with keg parties, and orgies with cheerleaders. school assignment and housework werent a a part of my 12th grade master plan.My thinking continued in this manner until I happened across a icon named The cider House Rules. It made me sit back and look at how ungrateful I was. I have both of my parents unperturbed alive and still together in the same house. I named about 15 friends who would praise God if they had what I had. Similar to my situation t he main character in the Cider House Rules, Homer, was also desperate for a change of venue. Tired of the his mundane duties as a caretaker in the same orphanhood that raised him, a federal agency out became the only thing on his newly one tracked mind. The Cider House Rules is the tale of homers struggle to find himself and to escape the grasp of the orphanage that was his prison.The story of Homer Wells, a child without parents who is raised and mentored by his orphanages doctor, a man named Larch. Their bond was somewhat of an extraordinary one. Larch taught Homer alwaysything about medicate and what he could about right and wrong. All Homer wanted was one thing Larch couldnt give him, freedom. Given the chance to leave the orphanage, and the only family hes ever k... ... him coming in the distance and was so filled with joy that he ran as fast as he could to meet his son. I learned from the mistakes of others, in time if they are fictitious characters. Leaving home is inevi table, choosing the right time may be the most important thing. We all want to gain our independence and see like a Man (or Woman). As young people its almost instinctive for us to want to get away from the evil clutches of milliampere and Dad. The old clich is ringing in my head like the emergency broadcast system, You never miss the water until the well runs dry. Which really makes me think about being grateful for what we have, even though it seems to add up to chopped liver when compared to the joys of the world. Just like Homer and the Prodigal son, after sowing our oats we come to greater respect where home actually is, and well be glad to get there.