The Odyssey: How Book 9 really happened
Oh, silly Odysseus. Bragging, and Bragging about how he defeated the primitive Cyclops Polyphemus. Well, that isn’t fair, to hear only one side of the story. This is how it really happened.
We, the Cyclopes, are known to be peaceful, unlike the barbaric men. They go to war, and don’t even trust themselves. They need laws, and rules. Bah! They wouldn’t need laws if they were naturally kind, but they go to wars, and they last for years. A woman, that is what the silly war was for. Impudent men, what idiots they are. Just like that idiot Odysseus.
I remember the day perfectly. The tiny sheepies went just entered my humble cabin in the deep forests of Britain, and started the afternoon chores, but then I saw them. Being near-sighted, they were difficult to focus on. Two days later I had a scheduled appointment with Dr. Apollo, …show more content…
I, humble shepherd, stood watch over my sheepies, while they grazed. Now this part of the story is where. Odysseus was wrong. He likes to say he planned everything, from the wine to the stick. In reality, I came back, and took some of my whiskey. The whiskey was a six year old, Jack Daniels. Whiskey is truly the nectar of gods, and it was as fiery as Helios’ chariot in midday when he flies to close to the earth, and nearly scorches the it. At the same time, the honey hue of the hot drink, went down smoothly. With the alcohol, and my cozy little cabin, I nearly forgot about the punks in my cabin. The whiskey made my eyesight even worse, and I was dizzy. So I took my spear and used it like a staff to walk to the lumberjacks, but on the way I slipped and fell on my spear. My eye was damaged, and I roared, and quick as lightning my fellow Cyclopes from the neighboring cabins came. They asked “What wrong Polyphemus? Has anybody tricked or ruined you?
Oh, silly Odysseus. Bragging, and Bragging about how he defeated the primitive Cyclops Polyphemus. Well, that isn’t fair, to hear only one side of the story. This is how it really happened.
We, the Cyclopes, are known to be peaceful, unlike the barbaric men. They go to war, and don’t even trust themselves. They need laws, and rules. Bah! They wouldn’t need laws if they were naturally kind, but they go to wars, and they last for years. A woman, that is what the silly war was for. Impudent men, what idiots they are. Just like that idiot Odysseus.
I remember the day perfectly. The tiny sheepies went just entered my humble cabin in the deep forests of Britain, and started the afternoon chores, but then I saw them. Being near-sighted, they were difficult to focus on. Two days later I had a scheduled appointment with Dr. Apollo, …show more content…
I, humble shepherd, stood watch over my sheepies, while they grazed. Now this part of the story is where. Odysseus was wrong. He likes to say he planned everything, from the wine to the stick. In reality, I came back, and took some of my whiskey. The whiskey was a six year old, Jack Daniels. Whiskey is truly the nectar of gods, and it was as fiery as Helios’ chariot in midday when he flies to close to the earth, and nearly scorches the it. At the same time, the honey hue of the hot drink, went down smoothly. With the alcohol, and my cozy little cabin, I nearly forgot about the punks in my cabin. The whiskey made my eyesight even worse, and I was dizzy. So I took my spear and used it like a staff to walk to the lumberjacks, but on the way I slipped and fell on my spear. My eye was damaged, and I roared, and quick as lightning my fellow Cyclopes from the neighboring cabins came. They asked “What wrong Polyphemus? Has anybody tricked or ruined you?