Monday, March 18, 2019
The Courage and Strength in All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Mar
The Courage and talent in All Quiet on the westward Front by Erich Maria RemarqueAs I enter my last week as a twenty-year-old, I find myself nostalgically looking back on the past two decades dapple wondering what life has in farm animal for me over the attached two. Where will I be in twenty years? What will I have accomplished? Where will I be living? Will I be married? energise chil wait a minute, no, that unrivaled will have to wait a fewer more years. These questions have all passed through my mind at one point or another over the last few weeks, but I realize that they are really quite a luxury. Paul, the narrator of Erich Maria Remarques All Quiet on the Western Front, never had the opportunity to lean back from his desk and daydream about what the next twenty years of his life had in store for him. He was interest dodging bullets and artillery shells, trying to stay alive on Germanys Western Front during World War I. Paul and I are united on the grounds of age and nothing more, yet somehow, while following him through his service in the War, I feel attached to him. After finishing the novel, I ruminated on this idea for some succession and eventually came to the conclusion that the connection I feel with Paul is a mixture of empathy and envy. I empathise with him because he put down the write and took up the rifle in service of his country, just as I would do if called upon. I envy him because he exudes the qualities of a brilliant soldier, meticulous narrator, and man of faith even in times of mortal danger, in particular in times of mortal danger. In the midst of the worst flush he has yet to face, Paul shines his brightest by illuminating in vivid detail not only the hellish onslaught unfolding roughly him, but also the intr... ...helling becomes a wonderfully connected verse of one soldiers struggle to preserve himself against all odds. What more croupe be said about Paul? Soldier, narrator, believer, he is the e mbodiment of each, and would not be complete as one or two without organism the third. I do not envy his situation, but rather his ability. I hope I never have to experience the modern-day uniform of his service, but I admire the courage and strength he pours into duty. see what he went through makes me wonder if my generation would be capable of stand up to fight if we were called upon as he was. Would we persevere as he did? Would I? I believe the answer is yes and that is why I empathize with him nearly a century later as one young man to another. Works CitedRemarque, Erich Maria. All Quiet on the Western Front. Trans. A.W. Wheen. newly York Ballantine, 1982.
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