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Brooke RBrooke R 18 Nov 2010 20:32
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Yesterday, I saw twelve ships land on the shore. I told father, "Father, there are twelve ships landed on the beach." He told me, "Go, son, and bring the captain this gift as welcoming," and handed me a precious golden goblet. I set off for the shore and arrived at midday. I saw that some of the alien men had been tempted by the lotus eaters' sweet flower. I walked towards the boat and saw a large man, who I assumed to be the captain. I offered him the gift as welcoming, but he denied me, and he and his men disembarked at once. He did not bother to greet me, or even acknowledge our culture.

by Brooke RBrooke R, 18 Nov 2010 20:32
Patrick ChenPatrick Chen 18 Nov 2010 19:21
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Dear fellow surviving Ismaran,
Man, talk about a bad week. Wife's gone, kids're gone, practically everyone's dead or enslaved. 'Cept you. This wouldn't be so bad, except that Odysseus guy took about everything. Even all the cheese! I'm thinking of moving away from Greece seeing as they're all conceited, barbaric people. Perhaps I'll stay until I'm 80 and rebuild our society. What do you plan on doing?
All that cheese gone…hope he's lactose intolerant.

That one other surviving Ismaran

by Patrick ChenPatrick Chen, 18 Nov 2010 19:21

Odysseus washed up on my shore today. He was barely conscious when first I encountered him, and utterly defeated. I recognized him immediately, for even amongst the gods, tales of that great folly of mankind, the Trojan War, are well known. I took Odysseus into my cave and cared for him as a son. When he finally returned to consciousness, he seemed surprised at the kindness I had showed him, that a god could show such humanity. I suppose that was to be expected, however, after ten years of unmerciful warfare; admittedly, we, the gods immortal, had showed mankind little kindness during those bloody years.

from Kalypso's Diary by matthewspiegelmatthewspiegel, 18 Nov 2010 15:20

Today when I was minding myown business and out in the market buying some new expensive rugs for my homewhen I heard the horn announcing the approach of an unknown party. Twelve blowsfrom every ship.  At the sound ofthe horn I quickly ran home and tried to store away all of our valuables, gotmy armor and sword, locked up my house, and ran to the shore.  There the ships were approaching fast,and the red flag was raised, the flag of an enemy.  Immediately the symbols were crashed, symbolizing anupcoming attack.  This signal wouldbe carried on to the main army that was on the other side of town who wouldcome and kill the invaders.  As forthose in the town, the women were hidden and they locked their homes, the mencame to the shore and created some sort of formation.  Once the attacker was close enough we saw the insignia ofthe approaching invaders, it was Odysseus, a fierce warrior and strategizer.  We attempted to create formation beforethe attackers arrived.  Once they reachedshore the blood bath began.  Totalhavoc broke out our forces were demolished.  Our valuable were stolen our women taken.  I ran away before I was murdered.  Then our main force came and destroyednearly half of their men before Odysseus and his men were able to get away.

For someone to have the audacity to do this to our people, those horrendous Greeks. First they kill and plunder our neighbors at Troy, then, they take a visit to us on their “high horse”. Pulling up at our beaches, armed men in the hundreds run down the planks of their ships, demanding money and valuables. If that were not enough, arrows and swords appeared from their ships’ strongholds, with many finding their way into the bodies of our husbands. With blood already spilled, they ran into the town, battle in their eyes; they came into our houses as if they owned them, took what they wanted, and destroyed what they didn’t. Then, the nerve they had to sexually attack our women, some even older children, as if we were not also humans. We thought this would be the end, but instead they took the remaining souls that they could possibly have a care for, shackling them by their hands and marched them to their ships. The guts they had to do this, those Greeks; they had absolutely no respect for us, and they shall pay in the future.

When Odysseus and his 20 ships landed on the Land of the Lotus Eaters, I was just stunned that he didn’t want to stay and enjoy one of our fine flowers. I mean, why couldn’t he be less impatient, greedy, and more restrained, and enjoy himself while eating our flowers, and he would have no problems what so ever. But, no, he just took his men, strapped them down into his ship, and decided to leave. That was not the best decision for him and his men. If they stayed, they would have had a great time, and there wouldn’t be any troubles. Odysseus was acting like a real jerk, not letting his men feel free when eating the Lotus Flowers. On top of all that, he took a very violent/forceful approach. No compromising what so ever. Just him, his ideas, and selfishness. If he comes back to this Island, I will force him to stay.


(I know it says Gabe's name, I am just posting it for Justice because he cannot log on)

A Lotus Perspective by grosen-durangrosen-duran, 18 Nov 2010 06:11

Today twelve whips came to our land. There were 600 men in all on the ships and they all came out and destroyed our city. They took my mother and my aunt and killed my brother. My father tried to fight, but he was killed too. My sister and I were hiding under the table, but if we weren't we would be dead or gone too. They stole all our gold and silver and then burned our house. My sister and I ran away, but now we have no home, no riches, no family and no place to go. Someone told me the people were Ithakans. Ithakans must be awful people who are so greedy they don't care about anyone.

Perspective of an Ismaran by Jane SJane S, 18 Nov 2010 03:59

I can’t believe that someone would do this. Who would believe that they are great enough to come into out town and plunder, when we have done no wrong? This “great” man must have no sense of morals or any values whatsoever. We had tried to treat him accordingly to the guest law, but that is hard when your guest is attacking your city. This is obviously a foreigner who thinks they are the greatest and have no regard for the guest law, or moral values of any kind. I for one, always try to accustom myself to the ways of a new area when I visit, and give the people there a chance to be kind and gracious. I try never to devolve to hubris and therefore keep order when visiting other areas.

Ismaros POV by Riley CovenRiley Coven, 18 Nov 2010 03:21

I was tending to my crops during a regular day on Ismaros when a ship comes sailing in. It is exciting because there aren’t many people who visit here. Off the ship comes a battalion of soldiers who, for no apparent reason, start burning down our houses and stabbing everyone in sight! We surrendered immediately and they plundered all of our valuables. Just like that, for no reason, I went from rich to poor. Who are they to take our belongings. We did nothing to them and they pilfered our village. It was unnecessary brutality because they didn’t even negotiate or strategically enter our village, they just came out swinging. They showed no restraint, killing everyone in their path.

A Day in a Raid on Ismaros by twaltontwalton, 18 Nov 2010 03:06
allynagasawaallynagasawa 18 Nov 2010 02:51
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Dear Diary,
Today our entire civilization fell apart. Shambles. Ruins. And the worst part about the day was that is began completely ordinarily, i woke up at dawn fed the chickens, went and did the wash, and -well that was all i got to until the screaming began. My daughters and i were just doing the laundry when shrieks broke out, the kind of shrieks that were blood curdling and made you shudder. So we began to warily ease our way back into the town, when my mother cam bounding down the hill babbling about some terrifying greek men that were killing all the men. She said that the family was dead, all of them. GONE. So i crept back into my house, but nothing was there, they had taken all our belongings. But the thing was, the house was empty, my family was piled on the ground, with their eyes glazed over. So we ran, without looking back we ran as far as we could. Today began like any other day, but right now when i should be cooking dinner, i am keeled over on the hard ground trying to forget everything i saw today. Trying to believe that this is all a dream, just so i can forget how hungary i am. Trying to get some sleep so i can figure out how i am going to deal with this. All i can hope for is that those damned greek men experience this same feeling of loss. That those greek men really pay for all the pain they dished out.

by allynagasawaallynagasawa, 18 Nov 2010 02:51

I can't believe that Odysseus didn't even step on our amazing island before he assumed that we are uncivilized. He could have at least spent some time checking out our island before he made a quick judgement. Also, he says that we are uncivilized, yet he is the one who went into Polyphemos' home and ate his food before meeting Polyphemos. A civilized person would have waited and politely introduced himself to the person he hoped to get hospitality from. Odysseus was obviously the uncivilized being in the interaction.

During Odysseus's stay on Ismaros, I saw annihilation to my hometown, and the enslavement of my family members. In the beginning, I saw a fleet of twelve ships sail towards our land. I soon realized they were the ships of Odysseus from Ithika. When he first reached the island with his men, I expected him to come in peace. Instead, he came for kill, war, bloodshed, and enslavement. He ordered his men to kill every Ismaran man on the island and to enslave any women. I was so upset and angered by his actions. If he had come not in war, but in peace, we could negotiate some kind of agreement with Odysseus. Instead, we sought vengeance for our lost and loved ones. What hubris Odysseus had. He attacked us without saying a word to us, and fought without sympathy in his own heart.


As an Ismaran Woman by kuni_migimatsukuni_migimatsu, 18 Nov 2010 02:29

I see many ships pulling into the harbor. But there is one ship that does not come in. I run to my father and tell him of the coming of the ships and he assembles the greeting crew. Some people come off on of the ships and I take them to my father. He greets them with a Laistragonian custom. I am surprised that the people did not give us a large enough offering. My father takes the offering and is grateful. But since there has been a drought there has been no food so we decided to go get some. We raided the ships to find food but the people fought back so we ate them instead. But one ship got away. The Greeks must be selfish to keep their food from us when we were trying to be good hosts. Those Ithikans are so rude.


What a bad day this has been. I woke up feeling great, it was a beautiful day, and I was outside tending to my sheep. But it all went down hill from there. when I entered my cave there was a bunch of small, annoying men eating my cheese. When the leader of the men notices me he immediatly starts asking for gifts and telling me that "Zeus will avenge the un-offending guest." Like I care. So then I thought to myself, hey they stole my cheeses and broke into my home, why not get back at them? So I eat a few of them and then go about my daily chores. the they start huddling as if they are trying to plan something. After I was done with all my chores, The leader comes up to me and offers me wine, and tells me that his name is "Nobody." So then I thought oh hes not so bad after all. I was wrong. After getting me drunk off of that extra-strong wine, He stabbs me in the eye with a burning hot stake.Then when I screamed all the towns people came out and aksed whats wrong I said Nobody has tricked me. So I wake up this morning, with a huge hangover and I'm completely blinded, Realizing that the whole "nobody" thing was a trick. Then they found a little way to escape, I don't even get how, yet as they were running away the leader starts yelling at me and insulting me. Later I found out that those small, rude men were Ithikans. What jerks.


As an Ismaran woman, all the things that ever mattered to me were unjustly stolen from me by some Greek man. I am now enslaved and have lost my freedom on Ismaros. My family has been ripped apart, enslaved, and killed. Until this event, I had never encountered any Greeks and I never wish to again. Ismaros used to be a thriving society in which I had a secure lifestyle and a sacred family. Now that all of that is gone, I have lost my faith in my own country. In my own lifetime, I will not live to see the unity of my family or Ismaros again.


An Ismaran POV by samantha dilleysamantha dilley, 18 Nov 2010 01:08

Hey Bro.

Today was so chill, man, except when some random guys took off with our new friends. We were like, come on bro, that’s not cool, man. But dude… they just didn’t care. All we did was lay down some conversation and share some lotuses with their bros, but oh no, apparently that isn’t allowed. They took them away in their ships only after a little chat, never to be seen again. And we didn’t even get to play lacrosse.

- PF

Odysseus has sailed passed our island and I am truly offended. I have practiced my singing day and night to try to help sailors find there way to our island and entice them and Odysseus just sails on by without even a thought of coming on our island. Greeks must be very greedy, foolish, and self absorbed to not stop at our island after hearing our angelic voices that we have been practicing day in and day out for years. Every sailor stops hear once they hear our beautiful song and he is a selfish, impatient fool who truly offended me.

The Perspective of a Siren by laney1996laney1996, 18 Nov 2010 00:52

I was sitting in my house, playing with my little brother, when all of a sudden, a big man with a gray beard burst in through the front door.
“Where are your parents?” He asked me. I was silent. The man comes up to me and grabs me by my shoulders and shakes me. Then he asks again.
“Where are your parents? Tell me now, child, or I will take your brother.” I was shocked. Still silent, and shaking, I grabbed my brother and pulled him towards me. My mother, who was out in the garden, and who had heard the commotion, came rushing in to see what was the matter.
The man went over to her, and pulled out a long rope to bind her hands. He then took out a piece of cloth, and was about to shove it in her mouth, as if to gag her, when she spoke:
“Who are you, and what do you want from my family?”
To this he replied, “Am I not worthy of the guest law? Do you Ismaroans not follow the way of the gods?”
My mother said, “Any man who barges into my house, threatens my child, and binds my hands, is no guest to me.”
The man took out a knife, and stabbed her through the back.
“Now, girl, come with me, or your brother will have the same fate from the gods as your mother did.”
Olivia Butze

Dear Diary,
Three days ago, men on ships came into Ismaros and destroyed everything! They enslaved women and even killed some people. I am only nine years old and I am very frightened. My dad and my two brothers saw these ships coming and ran off to warn the town. They grabbed their weapons and joined other men ready to protect our land. Women were told to hide with their children. So mommy grabbed me and we ran down to our basement. Dad said that once everything was safe enough to go outside again, he would come back for us, and mom agreed. However, I didn't. I ran after my father begging him to not leave us, but he went on, and mom yelled at me to go back with her. While being in the basement we heard a very strong, firm voice demanding for our food and money. Men quickly disagreed and that's when the screaming and loud noises began. I heard women yelling, children crying, and swords slamming against each other while mother and I just held each other praying it would end fast. Eventually, we fell asleep. The next day we woke up and everything was quite. We didn't trust it and remained in the basement for the remainder of the day. We ate the little food we had in there for emergencies. This morning, we came back up, stepped out the door, and we saw the most terrible thing anyone can imagine: body parts, blood, men, women, and children, all scattered on the ground. We heard multiple cries far away, but it felt very near. Mother and I went back in, and I can tell something is terribly wrong. She is now very stiff and has no emotion on her face, and I feel like I've become like that too. We met each other's eyes today…we both know Dad, Luckishtregan, and Fernaondytro are not coming back…
Praying and wishing,


I awoke to the sounds of bloodcurdling screams this morning, completely bewildered. Never before had such noises arose. Most every visitor in the past had abided by our ways of life, offering one crewman in order to guarantee our protection. Rounding up my children, we were quick to hit the streets as a means of surveying the damage. There, we were informed of such a man named Odysseus, a Greek war hero from the far off land of Ithaka, who was defacing our community. Anger filled our hearts as did anguish as we looked off into the distance watching our kinsmen die valiantly protection our land from these awful, rude, wanton invaders. All quickly concluded with hostility our enmity toward these new-comers and prayed for their destruction as bloody bodies continued to fall throughout the streets. As we slowly prevailed, we watched with joy as one after one we seized their ships and brought demolition to their crew members. Now, two hours have passed since that last punches and deaths were exchanged, and our community has amassed for reflection on these ghastly Ithakans who will remain our enemies forever.

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