Personal Narrative : My Best Friend

Hrothgar reminds Beowulf that Heremod’s “rise in the world brought little joy to the Danish people, only death and destruction.” (1711/1712) Because Heremod “vented his rage on men he caroused with” and “killed his own comrades” in his “bloodthirsty” pursuit, he “suffered in the end for having plagued his people for so long” and his life consequently “lost happiness.” (1713-1722) Through Hrothgar’s discourse, Heremod fully emerges as a vilified character. Now, Beowulf has been provided with the opportunity to hear Heremod’s story twice. Beowulf’s lack of response either to the mention of Heremod seems indeed to mark him as the “undaunted hero.” (1816) While Beowulf might not respond to this rising forewarning, his impending honorable actions toward Geatland begin to speak for themselves.

Its a combo of a few things for me. First I started by downloading the app "Myfitness Pal" by underarmer (the free one of corse). There you plug in your current weight and then your goal weight, and it give you a "calorie limit" to kind of start off with. Then I did some research on healthier breakfast and lunch choices (leaving dinner to eat shit food lol but within the calorie limit). So for example I would eat oat meal for breakfast with almond milk instead of regular milk, or toast with avocado instead of a bagel with butter. I also carried that into my lunchs at work (let alone I started packing them, so that really helped). But for the first moth or so I wouldn't change my dinners, on the amount, to stay within the calorie limit, this way I could still enjoy food I wasn't willing to give up.

During the Middle Ages a peasant’s life was, indeed, very rough, there were anywhere from ten to sixty families living in a single village; they lived in rough huts on dirt floors, with no chimneys, or windows. Usually one end of the hut was given over to storing livestock. Furnishings were quite sparse; three legged stools, a trestle table, beds softened with straw or leaves and placed on the floor; the peasant diet was mainly porridge, cheese, black bread, and a few homegrown vegetables. Peasants had a hard life, yet they did not work on Sundays, and they could travel to nearby fairs and markets. The basic diet of a lord consisted of meat, fish, pastries, cabbage, turnips, onions, carrots, beans, and peas, as well as fresh bread, cheese, and fruit. This is by no means equivalent to the meals the peasants ate, a lord might even feast on boar, swan, or peacock as well.

These people lived in castles with kitchens either separated or connected. Kitchens were sometimes built separate from the castle in case the kitchen caught on fire, so the castle would not as well. Around the kitchen, whether it was separate or not, were several storage spaces. Storerooms or butteries contained extra food, wine, and ale ad were used to store the excess food and drinks. Another food storage room was used to store bread, pies, and other pastries baked at the bakehouse, cheese, butter, fruits and spices.

Delano then pulled a gun from his ankle holster and places it on the table top. --

In the distance, the sound of wolves howling at the beautiful crescent-shaped moon and the crickets chirping from all directions could all be heard so clearly. We made our way back to the village after our trip back from the hunting we did the night before. The air was rigid and cold and had left a couple of our men frostbitten. The mighty Beowulf accompanied us to ensure we’d catch good game. The mead-hall was certainly buzzing with noise today, so much so that not too far from the treeline I could hear my favorite place to gather at, as Beowulf and I along with some of the other men walked back. The building was filled with my fellow comrades all sharing stories of their past grim adventures, while guzzling gallons

My involvement with Best Buddies and UT SEEK (Student Engineers Educating Kids) has strengthened my appreciation for people of different backgrounds and conditions.

Clashing swords against hardened scaly skin, dragons, monsters, blood and gore, feast of drunken celebrations and tales of legendary personal feats- these are the ideas that engross our minds when imagining the Scandinavian-Anglo-Saxon literature. Yet these classics, as beautifully and memorable the words flow, have been touched by the minds of many hands, of many cultures, causing differing and opposing ideology inflicted on main characters. Such as, in Beowulf, where he is depicted as both heroic yet iniquitous, depending on which battle one reads. Beowulf character’s contrasting facets come in part of the two cultural and religious doctrines, Christians Anglo-Saxons and Norse Scandinavians, which took apart in rewriting the epic poem.

I didn’t learn how to read until 2ed grade.Beacuse parents divorced my dad would take me to school some days and my mom would take me others. Little did I know my mom would drink and get high after I went to bed at night. In the morning she would sleep in with a hangover so I got dressed and ready on my own. She would not wake till 11:00 so I would play dolls and watch cartoons all morning. Because of this, I missed about 30% of grades K-3. In 3ed grade me and my dad and stepmom learned of my moms addiction. I stopped seeing my mom for a long time. During that time I discovered the joy of reading. I started later than the others so I ended up at a low reading level but once I learned to read, well, I never stopped.Stories are

Hrothgar, the great grandson of Scyld, is the future Danish king who builds a hall called Heort. The young king lavishes the friends of his father by “giving freely while his father lives“ as a form of sharing the wealth between the ruler and the subjects (Heaney, line 21). This is done so that when the young king becomes of age and takes over, the thanes or eager companions will be able to “steadfast companions will stand by him” (Heaney, line 22, 23). When war assaults the king, they will serve him as his trusted liegemen (Heaney, line 24).When Scyld dies, his “fond-loving comrades” lay his body on a sea vessel before wafting in the sea as he had wished. He was a long-serving ruler of the Danes, and a “long ruled cheif” by his subjects (Heaney, line 29, 31). The use of terms like friends, comrades and kinsmen indicate a strong bond between the king and his fighters, the comitatus relationship is built on friendship and love. Moreover, this relationship profits a lot from the respect the subjects have towards their ruler. When Scyld dies, many subjects honor him by bringing jewels and embossments that are placed on the vessel he is to be wafted away into the sea with. When he is finally wafted into the sea, the fighters become sad in spirit and with a mournful mood (Heaney, lines 51, 52). This indicates the fondness they had for Scyld, their

It states that many invasions have occurred within the region. It states that Beowulf murdered the Swedish queen.Summary(ch 32). Which suggest the wars that have been fought were very personal and deadly. Another piece that suggest that is that when Beowulf approached the guard was very weary.Summary(ch 3).

Saeldur absently watched as the animals passed by his bow spread across his lap while his mind dwelled upon other matters, instead of hunting. ‘What would mother do?’ This conclave happening in the south, it was important, and he knew she was considering sending someone to watch its preceding’s. It certainly would be nice if the conclave brought about change. Because of this war between the Mages and Templars, they’d moved more times than he liked to count. While the human settlement of Kuala had nearly been wiped out when a group of rebel Mages moved there for shelter.

When you were still in the kindergarten, friends were the people who romped about with you, played mischievous tricks upon everyone. When you were getting bigger, perhaps at primary school, friends were the people who helped you in your homework, who sung with you at the school choir. Had you forgotten them? Had you betrayed them? Are you a good friend to your friends? A true friend would always tell you the truth, be you best partner when you need him, most of all, support you.

Think of your favorite thing in the world to do. Something that defines you. Something that you can only experience from your eyes. For me it is soccer, and through that came a rite of passage that will be with me forever.

It was Tuesday, July 18th. I was a nervous wreck. In desperate need of clothes to wear to impress... her. I begged my best friend Todd to join me at Woodfeild mall. He gave in and we went. Todd and I shopped for hours. Nothing looked good enough for...her. We were running out of time. I made-do with four short sleeve shirts from Champs and two pairs of sweatpants shorts from h&m. The total came out seventy dollars. We walked out and got into Todds car. I was shaking the entire ride home. Will she like it? Am I going to look fat? What about my acne? What if she doesn’t end up liking me? Nothing else crossed my mind as we pulled up to my house and I was dropped off. There was around an hour and a half until I had to leave. I walked inside