Shiloh Alternate Ending

Young people often do not know what to expect of the future. They do not know how to act when something unexpected comes along, and their actions are based on what they do know; usually limited, biased information. This idea is central to the short story, ʺWar,ʺ by Timothy Findley. The young boy, Neil Cable, narrates the day he found out his father had joined the army. He speaks of his actions, feelings, and confusion surrounding that day. At first glance, his actions are all too often misinterpreted as violence and hatred, but after careful consideration, one can see that they are merely his way of dealing with the troubling news. He has not experienced enough in his lifetime to have a true understanding of war, and acts upon what

Boom!! A loud noise struck out of nowhere. I think these are the sounds of war. I don’t know what to do this reminds me of The Battle of Shiloh that I have to fight in at such an early age. This is about a boy named Joby in the story The drummer Boy of Shiloh by Ray Bradbury. Joby is a young boy about to go and fight in the battle of shiloh and he is very afraid of what may happen to him and one night him and a general had a talk because the general heard Joby crying.

I believe that this story represents an accurate portrait of a Civil War drummer boy. I believe this because the historical facts seem very accurate. The boys’ ages and backgrounds, their roles and attitudes toward war and the dangers faced are all accurate to historical facts. In this paragraph I will talk about their attitudes towards war. The boys were all scared and had to overcome fear in order to play their efficient roles in war. The boys did

the reader to join him in his vivid description of what life as a soldier

Before the narrator was deployed his mother told him that no matter what happened, he that must always look after his brother. Then she proceeded to tell him a story about his father and his father’s brother. She said that one Saturday night his father and his father’s brother were coming home and they were both a little drunk. They were headed down a hill and beneath them was a road that turned off from the highway. So, his father’s brother, being kind of frisky, decided to run down this hill. Then his father heard a car motor not too far away, and that same moment, his brother stepped from behind the tree and started to cross the road. So, his father started to run down the hill and when he looked at the car he noticed that it was full of drunken white men looking to have a good time. When the men saw his father’s brother they let out great whoops and hollers and aimed the car at his father’s brother, running him over. So, as a result of hearing that story the narrator promised to his mother that he would always look after his brother and the narrator kept his promise, but in the end he just pushed his brother further and further

As the plane lands in Atlanta, Georgia two hundred others and I are escorted by Drill Sergeants to the buses. Several hours go by and finally I arrive at Fort Jackson, South Carolina. I glance at my watch, it’s three o’clock in the morning. The Drill Sergeants are screaming “MOVE PRIVATES! WE DON’T HAVE ALL DAY!” I run as fast as I can to formation just to stand at the position of attention for three hours. The morning sun is beating me in the face and the Drill Sergeants are still yelling.

Since the beginning of time, humans have sought after power and control. It is human instinct to desire to be the undisputed champion, but when does it become a problem? Warfare has been practiced throughout civilization as a way to justify power. Though the orders come directly from one man, thousands of men and women pay the ultimate sacrifice. In Randall Jerrell’s “The Death of a Ball Turret Gunner”, Jarrell is commenting on the brutality of warfare. Not only does Jarrell address the tragedies of war, he also blames politics, war leaders, and the soldier’s acknowledgement of his duties. (Hill 6) With only five lines of text, his poems allows the reader to understand what a soldier can go through. With the use of Jerrell’s poem, The Vietnam War, and Brian Turner’s “Ameriki Jundee”, the truth of combat will be revealed.

To begin with, the mass bloodshed that occurred during the major, long-drawn conflict of 1861 to 1865 was called the Civil War. The stakes were dangerously raised as a casualty count climbed toward roughly 1,264,000 deaths and other similar ailments. Although, a number of books and historical fiction are based on the Civil War; the short story that we are particularly focusing on is “The Drummer Boy of Shiloh.” In this piece of literature beautifully written by the author, Ray Bradbury, we experience Bradbury’s story based on a 14-year old, dejected drummer boy, Joby, who doubts that he has a crucial role in the army. Throughout the short story, a various amount of symbols stick out like a sore thumb and ultimately enhance the story’s

idea of a drummer boy. The setting is the same because they are both talking about the civil

The Drummer Boy of Shiloh, by Ray Bradbury, is a short anecdote about a youthful drummer-boy, named Joby, the night prior to the Battle of Shiloh amid the Civil War. It depicts his apprehension and tension over battling in a war at his age of fourteen, and how the general encourages him to defeat his fear. Joby was crying for not having a shield, in the story a shield refers to two things. The first thing is being brave and courageous, and the second thing is having no weapon. Joby’s family was far away from him , which did not give him courageousness and braveness, since Joby was a drummer boy he thought of the drum as worse than a toy. After while the general explained the drummer boy is “the heart of the army”. After watching the presentations

Both boys in the writing go through the same changes in mentality. Before they enlist, they assume that war was this great thing, and they both want to be a part of it and fight for the nation they both love and live in. What they fail to realize is that they are both too innocent for something as brutal, and devastating as this. They are both affected by this when they figure out what combat is really like. The two have their own way of adjusting to their new lives, but in the end the two emerge as mature soldiers, and courageous young

machine guns and artillery bring upon the GIs. He jolts back to reality by desperate pleas for

“GET DOWN, GET DOWN!!!” as soldiers come over the hill, gunfire blazed through the night sky hitting and wounding most of the

I gradually slowed from a run to a walk before coming to a complete stop. I started to listen to my heart instead of my mind as it was corrupted by a fear so profound that it made my blood run cold every time the thought arrived in my head. I never should have left my platoon. It was a mistake. They had always been there for me even when I didn’t think I needed them, but now when they needed me I let them all down. I knew I was weak and that’s why I had run away but it wasn’t my fault that I was here. It wasn’t my decision but the government and its conscription policy. What did the government know about fighting in a war? Why don’t they allow any of their children fight instead of someone else’s? I turned around and started heading back deeper into the jungle that I had come from.

I sit down, keeping my eyes on the soldiers walking down the street. Pasco starts giggling, and I look to see what he is doing. Pasco’s little hands are reaching to a tree branch that holds a small bundle of fur clinging for life. A kitten. For all the coaxing the little boy tries, the kitten clings tight to the tree. His little arms reach up to bring the kitten down, but the kitten takes a small swipe, nearly falling straight into Pasco’s arms as he loses his grip on the