Last February 2011, IV-Solomon class had watched the Helen of Troy. Helen “Most beautiful woman in the world" was the daughter of Zeus the God of all Gods. She was married to Menelaus the man who lives in the shadow of his brother, Agamemnon. She believed that a shepherd named Paris will be married to her when the right time came.
One day, when she needs to be naked in front of many kings, Paris came to Sparta with his army to have a deal with Menelaus the king of Sparta. Helen remembered the man she saw in the water, but she did not know that Paris also saw her in an apple. She tried to commit suicide but she was stopped by Paris, both of them didn’t know that someone saw them at the kingdom top. The woman who saw them reported to Menelaus what she saw. Menelaus ordered to arrest Paris and put into penitentiary. Helen helped Paris to get out of the prison. Paris decided to return to Troy, he asked Helen if she want to go with him to Troy and to marry him when they get there. Helen correspond with Paris, they happily reached Troy. Agamemnon with his army declared war against Troy, and the downfall of Troy began.
Two weeks later, we tackled about the movie “Helen of Troy.” Our Teacher had given us this question, Boys: If you were Paris, would you ask Helen to go with you to Troy? Girls: If you were Helen, would go with Paris to Troy?. Since, I was a boy I will answer the question, if I were Paris, would I ask Helen to go with me to Troy?
If I were Paris, I will ask Helen to go with me to Troy because both of us already known that we loved each other. I will struggle for the right of Helen that she does not need to be seen by thousand of kings naked. I will marry Helen even though she was the reason of the war declared by Spartans and Mycenaean’s. I will also defend my kingdom, Troy, when the Spartans attack us. Although, my sister, Cassandra, told us that I am the cause of the downfall of Troy. Still, I had shown my love for my Kingdom and for my wife, Helen.
Doubt that the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move his aides, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love
by Shakespeare