Perspectives on Humanities

I remember a boy named black lovage, a boy who turned out to be my enormousest companion. I forget justify my masters life to be the most productive one, although death came along at an early age of 33 he had reached what he wanted in his life and he had croaked all the battles that came along his way. My masters life was non an ordinary life, he became of what he is because of his exhausting work, dedication, wisdom and his will. He was a man of honor and great courage. Let me tell you how horse parsley and I met and became comrade. black lovage was just a juvenility boy at the tender age of twelve when I was brought to his father first for the cost of thirteen talents.I was a wild young stud then but horse parsley was wise enough to whop why am I not at ease with my rider, he adequately studied me, talked to me softly and rode me into the sun so that I would not be able to see my confess shadow seeing my own shadow caused me to be shy. black lovage named me Bucephalus o r Oxhead, he owned on that point and then.In the early days of my years he was my mentor, he taught me how to be tough and strong enough for any battles that was ahead of us. He skilful me how to be a stallion that is worthy of being called a marvellous one. He was my protector during battles he gave his might during those times and gave what I drop to give to protect him also. It was a wonderful life I had with him, I gave eachthing that I ready got for he was my master and I owe everything to him.As a young boy, horse parsley conditioned how to distance himself from the shadow of his father. Alexander and I grew up together, to say the truth we were like of the same age. What poof Phillip and Alexander had was a competitive relationship he loved her mother so much though. Because of this, he mends his own ways to be able to surpass what his father had reached and to be able to proudly say that he is Alexander the great conqueror.We have travelled the world together, seen the beauty of each and every track of land we lay our foot upon, and I have been his assistant when he managed to conquer the world and built his mighty empire. Alexander has learned to do things in his own way even when he was nonetheless a child. I was one of the chosen few who have seen how he had managed to rule the world not because he was a descendant of the King of Macedonia, King Phillip but because he was Alexander, a great warrior. I have been a attester to what Alexander had done I was a witness to his greatness in the battlefield. I was there with him, Ive seen him do things the judicious way or what have drive to people the Great way.Alexander was evermore a tough leader he had managed to show this during our energetic battles that we have both been through. His troop were always there to assist him whenever he needed them, his people showed loyalty to him and he showed his loyalty to them as well. Although Alexander was hard on the battlefield he was not as hard wh en it comes to me. He showed me the love that I needed he never pushed me to my limits. Alexander would always know whenever I need caress and he would always give it to me.To my mighty king, Alexander the great, I salute him for the many things he had taught me. I wouldnt have been who I am if not because of him. I thank you Alexander, my comrade, for I had the opportunity to be with you on your last battle. behavior wouldnt be this meaningful for me if you were not my master, and for that I am thankful. I was lucky to be there with you during your last battle.To my mentor, friend, companion and master, Alexander, thank you and Goodbye. whitethorn the fruit of your hardships be recognized by the whole Universe, may your falsehood be told in the future generations of human race, and may your name become undying and forever living in the hearts of your people (The Confessions of Alexander the Great 33 Lessons in Greatness,).References The Confessions of Alexander the Great 33 Lesso ns in Greatness Electronic Version from http//www.watchmojo.com/events/history/alexander_the_great/intro_history_is_subjective.htm.