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Well, it may not complain, but it just might eat you. And that's the truth about the Happylife Home. For the Hadleys, it seems like a dream come true. But when things go wrong, it's clear that automation isn't all it's cracked up to be. No matter what these gadgets can do, they're no replacement for good old-fashioned parenting.
We'll be honest: Shmoop doesn't know when this story takes place. It's the future, sure, but that's all we can say. We don't know when exactly it happens, which makes the story seem more applicable to our own time, don't you think? Because this story doesn't take place in a specific future year, you might read it with the nagging feeling that Bradbury is talking about the present. He's sneaky like that. (See "Style" for more sneakiness.)
The real star of the setting here is the virtual African veldt. It's the place that gets the most description, plus it's the title of the book, so, you know, it's pretty significant. We hear all about the sounds of antelope and the smells of the grass. Bradbury spends more time telling us about the veldt than any other place, so we can't help but pay close attention.
The virtual reality room renders this Africa "to the final pebble and bit of straw" (13). This is better than HD; it's like really being there. Bradbury is careful here to give us lots of sensory information, like the scents of the scene: "The hot straw smell of lion grass, the cool green smell of the hidden water hole, the great rusty smell of animals, the smell of dust like a red paprika in the hot air" (17). And these smells also invade the rest of the house. Sadly, virtual Africa is not like Vegas—what happens there does not stay there.)
The nursery is a little too real, as George notes when he says, "This is a little too real." (15). Gee, that one really requires our powers of analysis. But even though the nursery is too real, it matters that it's still virtual. Remember, this nursery responds to the children's minds. So its virtual reality tells us about the mental reality going on in the kids' brains. And it's not a pretty picture.
Yep, they are thinking about death. They are thinking about a place that is free of adults (or any people, even these awesome Maasai cricket players). They are thinking about a wild place without rules, where anything goes, including patricide-by-lion.
What else do you think about when you picture this veldt? For some actual pictures, check out this South African park.
And here's one more question we've been dying to ask: if you could go anywhere, in your very own nursery, where would it be? We know our answer, but we're totally not sharing…