Telemachus

Dear Journal, June 1st, 2000 BC

I am Telemachus, son of Odysseus and Penelope and am 7 years of age. My father, Odysseus, has been gone for 7 years fighting in the War of Troy. My Mother has raised me well by herself. We both are worried about father but the War hasn't ended yet so we know that he should still be alive and well. Today Mother-Lady Penelope took me to the grand council so that I could watch what my father used to do. She said that he would stand up on that lifted platform and offer help to anyone who wanted it. He addressed issues that the citizens of Ithaca wanted to have addressed and always treated everyone with respect. Now it just wasn't the same without father doing it, not that I ever really knew him. I really wish I had known my father...but he will come back sooner or later! Today I have decided to write my father a letter and see if I will get one in return. This is what I put in this letter...

Dear Father Odysseus, I'm not sure if you know who I am, but I am Telemachus, your son. I am seven years old and have heard over 700 stories about you. You seem to be an amazing man! I really wish I knew you better as we would have many more things to talk about. All I really have to say is that I miss you and that I hope you’re safe and will return soon! Love, Telemachus

Dear Journal, June 3rd, 2000 BC

Today Eurycleia took me out to the market place to get some bread and wine. On our way down past the cliff of the ocean we saw a sea creature in the water. Eurycleia explained to me that it was Proteus a shape-shifter. He was just splashing around on this hot, hot day. She said that he could shift between human, horse, chicken or whatever he wanted to be within a blink of an eye. When we got to the market place and after we got our bread and wine, we were told by a village person to meet Mother-Lady, Penelope, for a meeting with one of the past soldiers that was fighting in the War of Troy. He had come back home early because he had injured himself. He had asked us to come to see him because he had tidings of Odysseus. He told us that when he was fighting, Odysseus was alive and well, however that had been 2 months ago, and we were just so re-joyed to know that he had a chance at being alive still.

Dear Journal, June 7th, 2000 BC

Today I got up before the sun and decided that I was going to go and save my father, Odysseus. I packed my sack with bread and water and began on my journey. I was walking for hours it seemed like and the sun kept getting higher and higher into the sky. It was becoming very hot out. I wasn't getting very far it seemed and every couple of hours I wound up in the same place I had started from...the forest area just outside the city. Later on that day when I wound up there again one of the village people spotted me and took me back to Mother-Lady Penelope. When I got back I knew I'd be in serious trouble but Mother seemed more relived than mad. I was thank-full! She told me that she was worried sick about me and that I was never to do that again. I apologized and when to bed without supper. guess I'll have to wait until I'm older to try and go to save my father.