Grendel, or Anxiety? In today’s society, we face many monsters that cause us to become fearful and weak when faced with a challenge. In the epic Beowulf translated by Burton Raffel, Grendel is a miserable monster who causes pain upon faultless people, and is motivated by their pain. Today’s monsters may not be actual creatures, but they do cause the same terrifying effects on people, symbolizing evil in our society.
It was all lies” (Gardner 54). It is obvious Grendel suffers the physical pain of being alone, and he gets addictive to hurting others due to his sadness. The more Grendel hears about people getting along he hates them and wants to fight them, because he can not have that. Grendel actions speak louder than his words when conveys his anger against the world. In the quote Grendel portrays this is what he does when he says, “It's all I have, my only weapon for smashing through these stiff coffin-walls of the world”
The poem continues with the line “Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,” (6) this line means that Whitman feels as if he wasted so much of his life
Yet they strove past their limits of painful memories and death to honor and protect their past and future for their people by celebrating what little they had left. The Ponca tribe was one of the few tribes removed not because of white settlers, but because their land was going to be given to another tribe. Not only that, but the journey to the Indian Territory was a poorly thought out plan from the United States government. The Poncas had no good facilities to stay in when they arrived and they had to wait a full year before going to their new territory causing many to die from disease or hunger. They were treated unfairly by the United States; they had a treaty concerning their territory in Nebraska but the United States gave it to the Sioux tribe.
The men had things to eat, but it wasn't enough to keep them full. The men had not ate much for three months which made it easier to disobey Helios and eat his cattle at any moment. Hunger had set the men on the path to eat the cattle even with the possible
he Progressive Historical Narrative It had been a few weeks since I dropped out of college. Sometimes I wonder why I didn’t finish and kept going until I finally could graduate, but it put me under so much pressure I couldn’t take it anymore. I also felt like the profession I was prepared for would have no meaning to me in my later life.
Loneliness is so much more than being by yourself, or thinking you only have your self. It leads to more serious problems like depression or sadness. When you feel isolated from the world and you feel like you only have your self, your mind becomes over whelmed with feelings of hurt and abandonment. You start to question yourself and ask your self things like, “What’s wrong with me, why am I not good enough, and why can’t I just be happy?” I have depression and it’s a struggle at times.
One of the strongest influences in my little world is school. Socializing is extremely difficult for me. I prefer staying on the sidelines with a few close friends. After receiving the news of the move to America, I immediately became extremely anxious about needing to make new friends. I love my friends and want to avoid the painful process of making new friends again.
As I have grown, I have consistently let the monsters of Fear and Anxiety live and dwell in the heart of my soul. They are well known to wreck havoc among the most simple situations. Because of them, I constantly overthink my past, present, and future experiences, boiling down to being afraid of people and places. I have a pattern of loving intensely, and at times, my loyalty allows those I trust to betray me. Now, time is strange.
No meat!” This tells how us soldiers have been starving for quite a while now, and most of us are done dealing with the hardships. As Waldo also questioned, “Why are we sent here to starve and freeze? I can no longer endure it (Doc C). I am willing to admit that I am a summer soldier, as Thomas Paine wrote (Doc D).
This three day battle was horrible, the two best armies going to battle was not going to be a pretty sight. Thankyou to all those people that have lost their lives, another battle won and another battle closer to be done with this dreadful and disgusting war. Thanks to you our flag still flies
Dear Mrs. Wilbur, Deathwatch A lot has happened in the past year,and it is still fresh in my mind. I remember the fear and the pain of being out there. I remember the fear of suffocating under the sand. I remember the fear of dying because of thrist and hunger.
There’s never a night that I don’t say good night and tell him that I miss him. My family is aware of how hard is death was for me. I can scream, cry, and shout WHY but in the end, a part of me is missing. I don 't know if I can ever truly accept that he is gone, I guess only time will tell. Or maybe just writing these few words is a way of me letting him go.
I became co-dependent on the alchol to talk and act for me. I was it 's puppet and the alchol was my master. A master that abandoned me. Thrown back into reality, I realise I have no where to go. The apending weight of fear crushed me further down the pit.