Greetings and welcome to your Early English Lit blog. The purpose of this blog is to create a community of writers who share their thoughts and ideas about the texts studied in class.
Each week I will post a question(s) on the blog for you to answer. The question(s) will relate to what has been discussed in class, so you will have a frame of reference from which to draw your response, but your task is to reflect further and showcase this reflection through writing.
After you have answered the question thoroughly (using complete sentences), choose another reflection from one of your classmates and respond critically to it. The goal of both reflections is to show through writing your point of view and that you have read and understood the text. Use your well-constructed written argument (always using quotes and/or direct references to the text in question) to illuminate your point.
*Keep in mind that responding critically to a classmates’ reflection does not entitle you to berate their writing style, grammar or spelling choices. Use this opportunity to create and organize your written argument.
Here's my boast:
ReplyDeleteHear the words of Keegan The Brave before you make such specious accusations against my strength and courage in battle! You remark that I lost the fateful battle against the invaders from the North, which is true, if you count regrouping a few miles away after the battle a loss. My fellow comrades and I, armed to the teeth, but only a score strong, faced an entire legion of hardy invaders, who were fresh from the slaughter of a nearby village. They charged us; the strength of their sword blows put the thunder God, Thor, to shame, their shields impregnable, their war-helms decorated with the skulls of their enemies. I fearlessly led my troops into the fray, a whirling phalanx of death. Many seasoned warriors fell before my blade, but when one was felled, three more took his place. My men and I destroyed line after line of bloodthirsty barbarians, but soon I was the only one of my courageous men left alive on the deathfield. For an entire day more, I fought on alone against insurmountable odds, until I realized, with my keen wit, that I could lure them into a trap if I retreated to my larger force. This army of ten thousand clansmen, stationed several miles away, was mobilized several days after I was, so they only now they reached the battle. So challenge my honor if you must, but know that you would have been slain at the first sight of the fearsome army I singlehandedly fought that day.