Madeleine
L' Engle's A Wrinkle in Time is a book that combines fantasy and science
fiction with religious theory. There are many instances that serve as allusions
to christian - or rather - theological concepts. At first, readers are
presented with a seemingly typical depiction of God as a father. Meg, whose own
father is missing, contains unreserved faith in his return and help. While her
surrounding community doubt in his return/moral, claiming that he has
"gone off with some dame," Meg firmly believes in him - she believes
he will come again to her, her family, and her mother (49).
Other
moments that reinforce Meg's father as a human conception of God occur
throughout the novel. Mrs. Whatsit told Meg that her " father...for his
children, may be able to do what he cannot do for himself" (74). This depicts the selfless nature of God that
humanity believes in. In fact, it could even regard Jesus, who saved humanity
through his crucifixion but could not physically save himself from his
condemnation at the hands of the mob. At a certain point, Meg is also asked why
one would want a father. Meg responds passionately that one doesn't "want
him for a reason," but "because he's [one's] father" (118).
There is no reason for our human faith in God other than love and dedication to
a father figure.
However
there is a flaw in this image of God. While the initial reunion between Meg and
her father is full of joy (from the relief of finally seeing her
father), readers quickly see that things are very wrong. Her father is
waft-like, blind, and as weak against IT as Meg had been. Meg desperately needed
to see her father - desperately believed that seeing her father again, that he,
would fix everything. When she was tessered, paralyzed as an effect of going
through The Dark Thing, and realized that Charles Wallace was left behind to
remain in the grip of IT, Meg was immensely disillusioned. "Her father had
not saved her" (163). She felt such resentment upon realizing that
"she had found her father and he had not made everything all right."
Her anger culminated to the point where she spat "ugly words" at
"her father, her beloved, longed-for-father." What had made
everything worse was the realization that her "omnipotent father" was
not really omnipotent and allowed pain and abandonment to exist in her life
(165).
In
order to reconcile her faith somewhere, Meg comes in contact with Aunt Beast -
a tentacled being who helps heal her and even volunteers to go with Meg back to
Camazot to "help...and hold her" (188). Aunt Beast becomes the
religious figure that Meg cannot understand but accepts. Aunt Beast is the
religious figure who would go to protect Meg, even though Aunt Beast -
like God - cannot physically be with us in our hardships. What is significant
about Aunt Beast is that it, along with the other creatures on its planet, has
no eyes and no concept of sight. "Look doesn't help at
all" when describing anything.
Rather than asking for a concrete physical description of the Mrs. Ws, for
example, Aunt Beast requests that Meg describe "what they [Mrs. Ws] are"
(183). The tentacled beasts find it
strange that Meg, Calvin, and Mr. Murry "can't [explain] what they
themselves seem to know" (183). Mr.
Murry, who needed glasses to see - who believes he has to see the Mrs. Ws -
cannot grasp the idea of not-seeing in the same way that Aunt Beast does.
Suddenly, Meg's father is diminished from what had been a godlike symbol. He
was a man with "human fallibility" and human understanding (180)
while Aunt Beast takes his place as a religious symbol.
While
Tunbridge is itself a public school, and therefore lacking in any sort of
theology classes, there is an element of faith that plays in the classroom.
Students put their faith in their teachers. They adore them. When I started
service at Tunbridge, I realized that they soon came to love me as much as Ms.
Mitchell. They come up to me asking all sorts of questions, always expecting an
answer, because surely I must have them.
One time, when I was helping a small reading-group with their book on Louis Braille, a student, Asa, said she didn't understand one of the questions.
It asked why Braille was having a difficult time reading. Together, we looked
through the book until we came upon the answer: he was blind and the way the
raised letter system worked wasn't as fast or helpful as the Braille he would
develop.
Asa
was annoyed. She told me that the explanation didn't make sense. If he was in
school then the teacher was supposed to help him. He shouldn't have been
struggling since there was a teacher, and teachers know how to fix things a
student has trouble with. End of discussion (at this point, she crossed her
arms stubbornly).
I
really had no clue what to say. On the one hand, I even felt she was
right: a good teacher is always there to help. Then again, teachers are humans
and don't have all the answers - especially to one as complicated as the
development of simple readings systems for the blind.
Asa
believes in teachers. She believes in their own version of omnipotence. I guess
in this way, teachers to the students of my Tunbridge classroom are like Mr.
Murry to Meg. They want them to have all the solutions, but the trouble is,
that won't always happen. Asa still doesn't understand. She closed the book
with a satisfied smack when reading groups was over. She looked directly at me
and said she didn't like the school that Braille went to. Part of me wanted to
say that it wasn't the school or the teacher, but that sometimes there aren't
simple answers, but how could I explain that? We all ultimately learn that
people like our parents, older siblings, teachers, and the sort aren't
omnipotent. I just had to let Asa eventually learn that on her own.
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