There will come soft rains by: Ray Bradbury
In the story “there will come soft rains” Bradbury describes symbolism through the house and the mice. These objects reflect mankind’s use of technology. We are starting to move away from human interaction and our routines are becoming more repetitive, dull, technology-driven activities.
The house symbolizes mankind, because we are constantly busy, every day we check things off our to-do lists and then continue to make longer more complicated lists. Our routines are almost robotic. “Today is August 4, 2026,” said a second voice from the kitchen ceiling, “in the city of Allendale, California.” It repeated the date three times for memory’s sake. “Today is Mr. Featherstone’s birthday. Today is the anniversary of Tilita’s marriage. Insurance is payable, as are the water, gas, and light bills.” Somewhere in the walls, relays clicked, memory tapes glided under electric eyes. Eight-one, tick-tock, eight-one o’clock, off to school, off to work, run, run, eight-one” (page 324). The robot mice in the story seem to be racing around like how our minds tend to do at times. “A dog whined, shivering, on the front porch. The front door recognized the dog voice and opened. The dog, once huge and fleshy, but now gone to bone and covered with sores, moved in and through the house, tracking mud Behind it whirred angry mice, angry at having to pick up mud, angry at inconvenience. For not a leaf fragment blew under the door but what the wall panels flipped open and the copper scrap rats flashed swiftly out. The offending dust, hair, or paper, seized in miniature steel jaws, was raced back to the burrows” (page 325).
” The house is like an altar with ten thousand attendances big, small, servicing, attending, in choirs. But the Gods had gone away, and the ritual of the religion continued senselessly” ( page 325) This symbolizes religion and seems to explain how some people use religion in a pointless way. Shortly after this quote the dog dies “The dog ran upstairs, hysterically yelping to each door, at last realizing, as the house realized, that only silence was here. It sniffed the air and scratched the kitchen door. Behind the door, the stove was making pancakes which filled the house with a rich baked odor and the scent of maple syrup. The dog frothed at the mouth, lying at the door, sniffing, its eyes turned to fire. It ran wildly in circles, biting at its tail, spun in a frenzy, and died. It lay in the parlor for an hour. This quote implies that if you lose religion bad things will happen.