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An Arthurian Ballad

After we read Pyle’s first collection of Arthurian tales, I had the students write a ballad on any of the stories from that book.  With a little guidance on form and an example poem to imitate, one boy was able to come up with this in study hall.

Sir Pellias and the Red Knight
By Cameron (a student in my 8th grade class)

Pellias rode to lands afar
Upon a noble quest,
To prove to everyone, by far,
Queen Guinevere was best.

But while upon his journey there
He heard the woeful cry
Of a damsel in great despair
As she was passing by.

She told of a knight clad in red
And of the castle great,
Her husband smote upon the head,
And brought within its gate.

Now Pellias doth take offense
To any knight so cruel,
So with the maid he traveled thence
To challenge that knights rule.

When he arrived he found that all
Was just as had been said;
The castle lord came riding tall,
His armor deep in red.

Quoth the knight, “I know not who thou art
Or what thy business be,
But if thou wilt not soon depart,
Then I shall strike at thee.”

Said Pellias, “ Wouldst thou attack
A man who has no shield?”
The knight: “If though will not turn back
We shall battle on this field.”

Pellias was shocked to hear
A knight would do such thing,
But then the knight came riding near
Intent with pain to bring.

A weapon suited to a fight,
For Pellias did search,
He hurled a stone with all his might,
The knight knocked from his perch.

The Gentle Knight ran to his foe,
And kneeled on bended knee
The Red Knight said: “I’m beaten, I know,
And yield myself to thee.”
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You didn’t forget about Belloc did you?

Here’s a quick quip from Belloc that I recently enjoyed.

Explicit Materialism, compared with the other philosophies meeting in man’s Palace of Debate, is like a jolly little self-satisfied dwarf who should be perpetually trying to push his way into the stately ceremonies of a Senate, and as perpetually getting turned out by the officials at the door: but who, on occasions, when the officials slept or were drunk, managed to push his way in and get at least to the top of the stairs for a few minutes.

Hilaire Belloc, Survivals and New Arrivals (Rockford, IL, TAN, 1992).

The *est books I read in 2010

Rules: (1) Pick your own categories, and (2) The synopses are, obviously, the funnest part.

Best Reread: Crime and Punishment, by Fyodor Dostoevsky. First time reading the Pevear/Volokhonsky translation. Oh man that Svidrigailov is creeptastic. And how did I not mention Razumikhin on that 15-fictional-characters meme? Six-word synopsis: Everyone loves you — stop killing people.

Longest/Hippest: Infinite Jest, by David Foster Wallace. About 1000 pages and almost certainly worth it, especially for the AA bits, not to mention Madame Psychosis. Six-word synopsis: AA, tennis, and one ingenious suicide.

Silliest: Stranger in a Strange Land, by Robert Heinlein. Just as well I didn’t get hold of this book ten or fifteen years ago, when I might have not realized it was utter crap, but fairly entertaining utter crap. Six-word synopsis: Martian teaches consciousness-raising screwing techniques.

Most Inspiring: The Cross and the Switchblade, by David Wilkerson. Six-word synopsis: Wow, Jesus really meant those things.

Gut-Rippingest: The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini. Sure the ending’s a little Hollywood, but I haven’t felt that compellingly miserable since A Separate Peace. Six-word synopsis: Sure glad I’m not that guy.

Still Haven’t Read: To Kill a Mockingbird, by Harper Lee. That is who it’s by, right? Six-word synopsis: I wouldn’t know, now would I?

Just Plain Best: Clockers, by Richard Price. Fans of The Wire, take note — Price also wrote a handful of episodes for the show, and I loved about this book exactly what I love about it. Six-word synopsis: One lovable felon, one heartbreaking cop.

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