Seeing as you’ve supposedly read this story, I recommend analyzing the text briefly before writing your narrative (mini story from the perspective of Grendel)
Use your imagination to turn Grendel into whatever you want while maintaining facts.
It actually isn’t too difficult. It shouldn’t take long. Let your creativity thrive!
Star Wars is called a space opera because that’s the name of the genre. I understand that its a circular answer it that level because it does not explain how the space opera genre got its name.
Space operas have stories with showy drama that is very shallow when analyzed. There are good good guys, bad bad guys and no one in between. There are love stories without mundane dating. There are battles between empires without questioning why each side is the way it is.
There are several stories on way the name space opera emerged for the genre. See other responses for “horse opera” and “soap opera”. But I suggest the the similarity with stage operas is more apt than you seem to think.
Stage operas have stories with showy drama that is very shallow when analyzed. There are good good guys, bad bad guys and no one in between. There are love stories without mundane dating. There are battles between kingdoms without questioning why each side is the way it is. Very parallel!
sorry I know you said 3 examples but you know :|
Instead of using the viewpoint of adults in the story, the author chose to narrate it from the viewpoint of the children. This technique shows promise in illustrating the injustice meted out to the inhabitants of Malaga Island. The reasons mentioned below support this position-
- Children have more open hearts than most adults do, and they don't hold the same preconceptions or worries. Because of this trait, they are more willing to make friends despite their differences and accept others without prejudice.
- This aids in giving readers an account of events on the mainland and on Malaga Island that is free of preconceptions. The main protagonists begin the novel as children and develop into adults in the end, making it a coming-of-age story as well.
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Answer:
It was a very cold morning as it had been raining very heavily the previous night. As my mother was feeling a little under the weather, my sister volunteered to drive me to school. I had overslept and as a result, was running a bit late for school. We got into the car hurriedly. The road was already congested with traffic. It appeared that everyone was late as well.
My sister was a careful driver and despite the fact I was already late, she refused to drive fast on the slippery road. I was lucky she was such a resolute and careful person because a few hundred meters away from the school, we witnessed a tragic accident. it all happened very quickly, as most accidents do. A car full of school children had made a left turning without signaling and as a result a school bus crashed into it. A few cars behind the school bus rammed into the bus as they could not brake in time and soon it became a pile up. The already congested road became jammed with vehicles that came to a crawl. I told my sister that I wanted to help the victims and she nodded silently. She brought the car to a halt not too far from the accident spot.
The scene that greeted us was something I would never forget. It left an indelible imprint in my mind to date. The impact of the accident had plunged three school children out of the car. The driver, a lady, lay lifeless on the steering wheel. I rushed to the children who were preschoolers. Two of them were seriously hurt and bleeding profusely from the head and hands. they were conscious although too weak to realize what had happened. One of them had her left hand severed and appeared unconscious. I think she was killed on the spot. In the meantime passers-by had called the ambulance and while waiting we tried as best as possible to help the victims.
The passengers in the school bus too were injured. I dashed into the bus and saw the driver laid slumped on the wheels. He had severe injuries on the head. While my sister helped him down from the bus, I told the injured school children to stay calm. Most of them appeared to suffer from minor cuts and bruises on their arms and bodies. it was really fortunate that nobody was badly hurt. By then a few adults had entered the bus and together we instructed the children to come out of the bus slowly. The children were crying and screaming for their parents and we had to hug them to keep them quiet.
Meanwhile, two ambulances had arrived. A traffic police car was there too. Two policemen were taking down statements from eye-witnesses. The injured and the dead were whisked away to the hospital. My sister and I later gave an account to the police of what had happened.
I was late for school. In fact, many drives were also late for their work. I informed my teacher of the accident and both felt that it could have been prevented if the drivers had been more careful. Innocent lives would not have been lost otherwise
