I is not understanding human beans at all,' the BFG said. 'You is a human bean and you is saying it is grizzling and horrigust for giants to be eating human beans. Right or left?' 'Right,' Sophie said. 'But human beans is squishing each other all the time,' the BFG said. 'They is shootling guns and going up in aerioplanes to drop their bombs on each other's heads every week. Human beans is always killing other human beans.' He was right. Of course he was right and Sophie knew it. She was beginning to wonder whether humans were actually any better than giants.
by Roald Dahl
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In the story "The BFG" by Roald Dahl, the giant expresses confusion about human behavior, questioning why humans condemn giants for eating them when people themselves harm each other frequently. He points out that humans engage in violent acts, such as using guns and bombs, illustrating a contradiction in their judgment of giants. This perspective prompts Sophie to reflect on humanity's actions and wonder if humans are truly superior to the giants.

Through this dialogue, Dahl explores themes of morality and the nature of humanity. The BFG's observations challenge the assumptions about what it means to be good or bad, making Sophie reconsider her beliefs. Ultimately, the giant's insights serve to highlight the complexities of human actions and the flawed judgments we often make about others, whether they be giants or fellow humans.

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