Descriptive Essay About Kronos

My surname is alexander. This is an amazing name to have. It is latinized from the Greek name Alexandros Which means “ meant to defend, to defend , to help”. In Greek mythology Alexander is another name for the hero Paris. The name has been used by kings in Scotland, Poland, and 8 popes. The most famous Alexander is , Alexander the great. He was king of Macedon in 4th century b.c. He built a huge empire out of Greece, Egypt, Persia, Paris and parts of India. The origin of this name is English, Dutch, Ancient Greece, and German.

I am here to claim all these lands for the Dynasty! I will invade Greece and it will be mine to rule! Nothing can stop me!’ Johnson jumped in the air and landed on one of my crew members. The weight of the beast crushed him into the ground, pushing his smashed body into the soil. My crew and I all scattered. The beast ran after us, catching one and beating his head against a tree. He swiftly ran through the trees and grabbed Eurylochus. He shrieked with agony as Johnson Mister’s hand squeezed around his body. I quickly grabbed a giant log nearby and slammed it on Johnson Mister’s foot, making him roar in pain. Eurylochus, bounded by the beast’s godlike grip, desperately breathed for

Sir Arthur Evans discovered the Palace of Knossos (Fig. 1) when looking for the legendary labyrinth of King Minos on the Island of Crete. According to the myth, King Minos had a complex labyrinth built to house the Minotaur, a monstrous creature his wife gave birth to. The palace’s construction was a maze of rooms with no logical set up and led Evans to think the palace itself was most likely the labyrinth. The myth states, every year seven girls and seven boys of a young age were chosen as tribute to enter the labyrinth.1 The myth of the labyrinth in connection with the Palace of Knossos can be linked to a right of passage or a coming of age ritual in Ancient Greece. The tributes entered, wrestled with their thoughts and finally emerged as adults ready to take their places in society.

What's the story behind your name? Do you have a special family name? Share your reponse down below! I would love to read them!ould love to read them!

“What are you talking about!” Fifteen year old Kreios Dev stuttered to the two six foot men in deep blue suits towering over him, in shock. His arms were trembling. Never once in his life has a cop approached him. Never once has he felt so speechless. This must just be the worst day of Kreios’ life. What’s going on? How did this happen? Well let’s take it back a little bit for a better understanding.

I remember my mom telling me about why she named me Kiersten all because she didn’t like the name Kirsten. My full name is Kiersten Marie Mann. Kiersten means follower of Christ. Marie means-Many believe it to mean "sea of bitterness" or "sea of sorrow.” Mann means- a surname of Germanic Origin. My mom tells me all the time that if I came out as a boy they would've named me Harry like hairy man, but good thing I came out as a girl. I never liked my last name growing up because everyone would call me a man but no one does anymore, luckily. I don’t like my first name either, I always thought it didn’t fit in.

After a whole 2 days of little to no food and loneliness I figured that they would never come back. I decided that I needed to name my brother. I thought for hours and finally it came to me. Louis, I want to name him Louis! Mom

Names mean a lot. They give a means for others to identify us and may have a rich history that provides clues to a person’s ancestry. Some parents name their children after a family member, historical figure, or for other important reasons. Sadly, my name wasn’t chosen for any of those reasons. My parents found it in a baby name book and decided they liked it.

They all stopped when they saw us coming. My heart started to palpitate as I knelt down and petted them all. The was only one girl, the rest were boys. There was one that fortitude. He looked like he was brave and courageous. However, he didn’t have a tail. None of his other brothers did. My Mom said they cut them off a young age so that they don’t get distracted when they are working. He ran up to me and started to jump up and down. I didn’t know what he wanted so I picked him up and scratched him around the ears. . I guess I was doing what he wanted me to do because he relaxed a little. I put him down, he started to pull on my shoelaces. I was surprised at the strength that he had. I told my Mom I wanted this

Thank goodness for my Dad; otherwise, I wouldn’t be Ms. Kristi Kirwan. I would be Ms. Gidget Kirwan. I wouldn’t be Auntie KK or Double K or K squared. Simply put, I wouldn’t be me. According to my father, who isn’t always the best a recalling all of the details, I was in the hospital almost 48 hours before I had an official name. I was a cute blond-haired, blue-eyed baby girl without a name. This was one of the main reasons I wasn’t able to go home. My parents needed to choose a name for the birth certificate before I could be released. Can’t leave the hospital without a name. Luckily, I didn’t have to go much longer without a name. Baby Kristi not short for Kristin, Kristine, Kristina, or Krissy was finally able to go

It all started, on February 4th, 2003 when my parents decided that my name was going to be be, Noah. I always wondered, why my parents named me this when they had such a wide variety of names to choose from. When I asked them, I received two completely different answers. First, I asked my mother and her response was that she and my father were looking for a biblical name, and they just thought Noah was such a suitable name for their soon to be son. On the other hand, I asked my father and he described how my mom wouldn't let him name me Elvis which is now my dog's name. I prefer my mother’s choice of words, but I could imagine my mom saying the words my father expressed.

I am named after my father, a man whose deep hearted laughter could fill a room and whose stern words and big smile filled my whole world. Standing at 6’5 he was, for lack of better words, my skyscraper. Since a young age my father’s worried, he worried if I would grow up to be a delinquent, an imbecile, or my mother. The same his way his father raised him, he wanted to do the same for me, with structure and family values.

I don’t understand why people love big city living. I've met quite a few people that have told me that they would rather live in a big city then live in a place that has any woods.

To me your name is a memory that you should forever hold on to. It is your direct link to the past, present, and future. It is your heritage and it is how you should be remembered. She argued that birth names were as bad as brands on cattle. I wrapped her response around my brain until it cut off circulation. I couldn’t help but pass out in exhaustion and frustration. Questions dancing a deadly tango in my head. I could no longer think rationally like Leeann, soon all my thoughts and ideas were processed like Batman. There was something in this nickname that I rebelled from. Fighting a civil war within myself, attempting to be the victor. This isn’t what I signed up for when I came to college.

The name I received at birth is Micah and I am seventeen years old, and unlike the ocean I only go by one name. When the ocean was first created it was called by many names, the Seven Seas, Poseidon 's realm, and even Davy Jones Locker. The ocean may not be alive, but many seem to say that it