Jose Christopher Fritz
LADLANA
Assignment 1
Unique number: 649669
Due date: 07 June 2021
, QUESTION 1:
1.1)
The Crisis
From The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane
However, he perceived now that it did not greatly matter what kind
of soldiers he was going to fight, so long as they fought, which fact no
one disputed. There was a more serious problem. He lay in his bunk
pondering upon it. He tried to mathematically prove to himself that he
would not run from a battle.
Previously he had never felt obliged to wrestle too seriously with this
question. In his life he had taken certain things for granted, never
challenging his belief in ultimate success, and bothering little about means
and roads. But here he was confronted with a thing of moment. It had
suddenly appeared to him that perhaps in a battle he might run. He was
forced to admit that as far as war was concerned he knew nothing of
himself.
A sufficient time before he would have allowed the problem to kick its
heels at the outer portals of his mind, but now he felt compelled to give
serious attention to it.
A little panic-fear grew in his mind. As his imagination went forward to a
fight, he saw hideous possibilities. He contemplated the lurking menaces of the
future, and failed in an effort to see himself standing stoutly in the midst of
them. He recalled his visions of broken-bladed glory, but in the shadow of the
impending tumult he suspected them to be impossible pictures.
He sprang from the bunk and began to pace nervously to and fro. "Good
Lord, what's th' matter with me?" he said aloud.
He felt that in this crisis his laws of life were useless. Whatever he had
learned of himself was here of no avail. He was an unknown quantity. He saw
that he would again be obliged to experiment as he had in early youth. He
must accumulate information of himself, and meanwhile he resolved to
remain close upon his guard lest those qualities of which he knew nothing
should everlastingly disgrace him. "Good Lord!" he repeated in dismay.
LADLANA
Assignment 1
Unique number: 649669
Due date: 07 June 2021
, QUESTION 1:
1.1)
The Crisis
From The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane
However, he perceived now that it did not greatly matter what kind
of soldiers he was going to fight, so long as they fought, which fact no
one disputed. There was a more serious problem. He lay in his bunk
pondering upon it. He tried to mathematically prove to himself that he
would not run from a battle.
Previously he had never felt obliged to wrestle too seriously with this
question. In his life he had taken certain things for granted, never
challenging his belief in ultimate success, and bothering little about means
and roads. But here he was confronted with a thing of moment. It had
suddenly appeared to him that perhaps in a battle he might run. He was
forced to admit that as far as war was concerned he knew nothing of
himself.
A sufficient time before he would have allowed the problem to kick its
heels at the outer portals of his mind, but now he felt compelled to give
serious attention to it.
A little panic-fear grew in his mind. As his imagination went forward to a
fight, he saw hideous possibilities. He contemplated the lurking menaces of the
future, and failed in an effort to see himself standing stoutly in the midst of
them. He recalled his visions of broken-bladed glory, but in the shadow of the
impending tumult he suspected them to be impossible pictures.
He sprang from the bunk and began to pace nervously to and fro. "Good
Lord, what's th' matter with me?" he said aloud.
He felt that in this crisis his laws of life were useless. Whatever he had
learned of himself was here of no avail. He was an unknown quantity. He saw
that he would again be obliged to experiment as he had in early youth. He
must accumulate information of himself, and meanwhile he resolved to
remain close upon his guard lest those qualities of which he knew nothing
should everlastingly disgrace him. "Good Lord!" he repeated in dismay.
