Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Letter To Wilfred Owen

Alex Guerra
23-46 Metropolis, Smallville
Short Road, CA, 12340

Dear Mr. Owen

My name is Alex Guerra, and I am a student in Information Technology High School, and I have written you this letter because I have read your poem, Dulce Et Decorium, in class, hoping you will explain your poem to me.

In the beginning of your poem, it says "Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge", it sounds like you are in mud and near a jungle, were you in tactical espionage? Later on in the poem, you mention your men marching and gas grenades were launched towards you. Did you and your conrades had the proper equipment to protect yourselves from the gas?

After you were attacked, you describe in the poem, "
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime.--Dim through the misty panes and thick green light, As under a green sea, I saw him drowning." who was dying? Was it one of your conrades?

Then, you mention that the man who was drowning died, and you see that man dying in your dreams. Did you kill this man?
"Behind the wagon that we flung him in, And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin, If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood, Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs" as described here it sounds like you heard him die, and you carried him to your auotmobile to save him.

Thank you for your time,

Sincerely, Alex Guerra

Monday, February 11, 2008

“I never saw a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough Without ever having felt sorry for itself.”

This quote is said by D.H. Lawrence, and he refers the bird to a person who is very outgoing and wild, and comparing the person to an animal because the person has enjoyed so much out of his/her life, they don't need to reflect on their personality or see who their real friends are, and barely know who he/she is.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

I am nobody, who are you?

I am the son of my father and mother, a friend, and brother. I am still a simple being in this Earth, trying to make my way through society. I am a teenager, and to most of my friends, a hero, what matters to me the most are my family and friends, I will always put them before anything else, even myself. I am generous and honest, I speak the truth, and if I lie, it is for a reason, to balance the situation. I don't know what the future has in store for me, but I want to do something extraordinary, for people to remember what I did in this world, at least one accomplishment not by only my friends and family, but the world.