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Don F. Cheeseman

English Hero

Professor White

17 December 2001

 

The Hero Based on “Their Power of Action”

In studying the impact of Northrup Frye's classification system on my “Adventure of the Hero” class, historians tend to note the outstanding contributions from such figures as James Lin (Mr. and Mrs. Lin; Great Asian Heroes 104-39), whose brilliant insight into the nature of the romantic hero earned accolades from the class and extra points on his quarter grade. Lin seemed possessed of an almost divinely inspired understanding of both J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Fellowship of the Ring and T.H.White’s “The Ill-Made Knight.” In addition, the class itself, though usually highly competitive, was so deeply influenced by Lin’s obviously brilliant insight, that they felt not the least bit jealous of his success. As Frazier and Butler both commented shortly after Lin made the connection between Grendel and Gollom, “Wow!” Even Loulakis exclaimed, “that guy has Hero-class game.” In fact, that particular incident was the first noted moment in the class when both Ford and Perry heard the same thing, Butler was not dozing, Gillespie was smiling and Gray was…just was. It was a non quiz day, so Tripp was in bathroom and Andreas was not at the moment discussing his problems with his girl friend with Raul who, despite what Andreas may have thought, was at that moment dreaming of an IAC tennis Championship.  Contributors in the class included the “Asian Connection,” a duo of 2nd language students, Mr. Hong and Mr. Park, who had to constantly restrain themselves to not embarrass their American counterparts too badly, Long Ekstrom and Spinning Mosca who were on a special schedule which included college attendance in addition to their regular high classes, and Devin Waddell who got it.  There, in attendance, were also the misbegotten, as usual, attracted to Mr. C’s rather radical idea that, contrary to popular “Adult” belief, things were actually getting better.  “Who wouldn’t want to be a kid again?” Most adults believed that this last group held little promise in the world.  Mr. C, on the contrary, would have felt honored to have any of them on his side when the going got tough.  He’d seen “The Dirty Dozen” at least a dozen times.  He longed to play Lee Marvin’s part.

Contrary Yoda man, desiring the essence of film to make his, little attention paid.  Accidently discovering his audience at everything laughed as long as on the screen it was projected, catapulted to heights he was, dizzying and long before the ground his feet hit and long before jaded he became at the philistine’s lack of wit, heard to remark he was:

“Oh! I knew that already.  That was what I meant. You didn’t hear me correctly. Pout.  Pout.  Pout.  Pout.  Pout.  Pout outrageously.  But not as outrageously as this (trying to stand on his head but failing outrageously).  Loud crash.  Disturbance.  Offend.  Offend.  Offend. Grown Old, as time preys. Cannibals of time crunck yummy minutes inside a brain eased by dis. I think I’ll go, he and take a….”

Fortunately, listening no one at that moment was nor could hear inside his mind was happening what.  Although his teacher had almost god-like patience, he too weary became at Antics by Contrary Man.  One wonders, where is Contrary man land? Or space for that matter?  Inner or outer.  One can only hope up he will grow, tree from acorn he, before storm over him blows and into dust he tumbles.