Moments

Everyone has had that moment in life, the moment where everything changes and will never be the same again. For some people it may happen when you move to a foreign place. Others it may be getting someone new in life or possibly losing someone dear to you. That moment for Percy Jackson happen to be losing his mother to a deadly monster. This is one of the many themes I can relate with Percy Jackson. Although I have not encountered any monsters, Percy and I have a couple of themes in common, including loss of innocence and effects on family. Although Percy and I are very different we both had to grow up more quickly compared to most children out age. I think since Percy and I both had to grow up with just one parent(our mom). We both know what it’s like to have to be more independent and responsible at such a young age. Not knowing your father can be tough on any child. Especially when you know they can be there, yet choose not to. I understand how it is, not knowing who your father is. Like Percy I have not seen, much less talked to my father in all my years of living. It puts a lot of pressure on a kid’s shoulders. This effected our family greatly, just in a negative way, like it effected Percy’s. When Percy’s mother had to make the decision to make by marrying the slob of a man smelly Gabe. She sacrificed her sanity for the safety and well being of her only son. Losing a parent is definitely not good, but it is not bad either. It teaches children to learn how to take matters into their own hands and be responsible. It happened to Percy; it happened to me and probably happened to many other people. The fact is it can’t be changed; only altered into something positive. In the end it is probably for the best.

Counting the Mad

Counting the Mad Authors note: this is a short response to the poem Counting the Mad by Donald Justice. “This one thought himself a bird” wishing he could be free, to fly around with no rules. “This one a dog” running a high speeds, ears flapping in the wind. “and this one thought himself a man, An ordinary man.” No flying, or running through the wind. “And he cried and cried No No No No. All day long.” The man is sad. being ordinary with rules to stick too. He can never be free like all of those majestic animals. For that reasons he cries.