Personal Essay on Hamlet
Personal Essay on Hamlet
I remember my fourth grade year as if it were yesterday. My homeroom teacher, Mr.
Anderson, would stand at the front of the room each morning at 9:15, and wait patiently for us to say the Pledge of Allegiance. Then, like clockwork, at exactly 9:17, as my class of 28 sat down, he would set up a magic trick, pretending each day that something was going wrong during the set-up. As Mr.
Anderson did this, he would often tell us a story that in some way or another related to the magic trick he showed us. Then, as he finished the trick, he would tell us the moral to the story.
Now a days I don't have someone there for me constantly saying what I should or should not do. I often find myself in situations in which I must be the one to decide if, for instance, I should go to a party or to the bars, or stay home and concentrate on the massive amounts of homework that have piled up. It is at times like these when Mr. Anderson's words of advice float though my head. The one I hear Mr. Anderson saying most often in the back of my mind is one that, until now, I always thought he created. I say this because all of the other morals were obvious ones that, if I had not already heard, I eventually came to hear quite often. Until I actually went through the list of quotes at the back of the play Hamlet, I automatically assumed that Mr. Anderson was a genius. For
I am taling about the line, "brevity is the soul of wit," in which Polonius is talking to the King and Queen.
When I see "brevity is the soul of all wit," I translate it into Mr. Anderson's words: "Brevity is the heart of success." As a fourth grader, this was difficult for me to understand. I would listen to each moral, and memorize each one with such determination, that sometimes that is all that I did: Memorize. I never really took the time to study these quotes. Now that I am older, many times I find myself referring to these words of wisdom with a new outlook that I truly understand them.
As I
I remember my fourth grade year as if it were yesterday. My homeroom teacher, Mr.
Anderson, would stand at the front of the room each morning at 9:15, and wait patiently for us to say the Pledge of Allegiance. Then, like clockwork, at exactly 9:17, as my class of 28 sat down, he would set up a magic trick, pretending each day that something was going wrong during the set-up. As Mr.
Anderson did this, he would often tell us a story that in some way or another related to the magic trick he showed us. Then, as he finished the trick, he would tell us the moral to the story.
Now a days I don't have someone there for me constantly saying what I should or should not do. I often find myself in situations in which I must be the one to decide if, for instance, I should go to a party or to the bars, or stay home and concentrate on the massive amounts of homework that have piled up. It is at times like these when Mr. Anderson's words of advice float though my head. The one I hear Mr. Anderson saying most often in the back of my mind is one that, until now, I always thought he created. I say this because all of the other morals were obvious ones that, if I had not already heard, I eventually came to hear quite often. Until I actually went through the list of quotes at the back of the play Hamlet, I automatically assumed that Mr. Anderson was a genius. For
I am taling about the line, "brevity is the soul of wit," in which Polonius is talking to the King and Queen.
When I see "brevity is the soul of all wit," I translate it into Mr. Anderson's words: "Brevity is the heart of success." As a fourth grader, this was difficult for me to understand. I would listen to each moral, and memorize each one with such determination, that sometimes that is all that I did: Memorize. I never really took the time to study these quotes. Now that I am older, many times I find myself referring to these words of wisdom with a new outlook that I truly understand them.
As I