Monday, September 16, 2013

Can You ‘Fleece’ Heal Me?

                    In The Sea of Monsters, Thalia’s tree was poisoned by Luke Castellan, an old Half-Blood camper who turned against the gods. To save the tree that guards the whole camp against the dangerous monsters roaming around the camp, they must get hold of the Golden Fleece. It is the only way to save Thalia’s tree. So Percy and his friends journey through the treacherous lair of the seductively scary sirens, Circe’s spa smacked in the middle of nowhere. They were even attacked by Scylla, swallowed in whole by Charybdis, stood face to face with flesh-eating sheep and face the wrath of the big one-eyed carnivore named Polyphemus in the Sea of Monsters just to get this magical Golden Fleece.

The Golden Fleece
                 The fleece restored Thalia’s tree. It made the tree even healthier, strengthening the magical defenses that surround their camp.  To their amazement, even Thalia, from years of deep slumber, awakened and came out from the tree.  The Golden Fleece is a very powerful object, which can heal any living thing that needs healing. It makes the vegetation healthier, grow faster and bear more produce.  It can heal humans too. Just make sure they’re still alive when you use it on them. It does not take effect on dead people. That would really be creepy.             

The fleece came from a ram called Chrysomallus, a flying ram with a golden fleece, which is no
w the constellation Aries. The Fleece has a long history. It was sent by Poseidon to Phrixus and Helle to save them from sudden death. Well, Helle died anyway. She fell down while they were flying. The ram comforted Phrixus who became emotional from her sister’s demise. I wonder how it feels to talk with a flying golden ram. Anyway, Phrixus landed safely on Colchis and decided to offer the ram to Poseidon as a token of gratitude. The fleece was set aside and hung on to Ares’ sacred oak tree and left it there. Then a rude but mighty hero named Jason stole it from them.

                 So if you are sick, just go to Camp Half-Blood and touch the fleece hanging on Thalia’s tree beside Camp Half-Blood’s entrance. You’d be healed in no time. Be careful, though. A dragon called Peleus guards it. You might not want to get singed before you get to the tree. And don’t say I didn’t warn you! 

Apollo and His Annoying Haikus

Apollo and His Annoying Haikus
“Dreams like a podcast,
Downloading truth in my ears.
They tell me cool stuff."

"Apollo?" I guess, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad.
He put his finger to his lips. "I'm incognito. Call me Fred."
"A god named Fred?” 
-                                                                                                        --The  Titan’s Curse

Isn’t it inspiring when a Greek god is in touch with his poetic side? Well, think again. Wait until you hear Apollo recite his haikus that are as bad as rotten tomatoes. I hope he can’t read this blog post. I don’t want to end up like Midas. Anyway, our steamy sun god right here is so hooked in poetry.

Apollo, also known as “Fred” in The Titan’s Curse is the Greek god of the sun, medicine, music, poetry, archery and whatnot. He is not just your typical god.  He is hot, not just because he is the sun god, but because of his looks and his style. He appears as a good-looking teenage boy with alluring blue eyes and sandy hair, not to mention his blinding, dazzling smile that could melt the ice caps in Antarctica. He also owns an iPod and usually wears Ray Ban sunglasses. What makes him hotter is that he owns a sun chariot, which transforms into a red Maserati in the presence of mortals. This god is excels in everything, well, except in poetry, I guess.

In The Titan’s Curse, Zoe Nightshade tells that Apollo has been very obsessed with haikus since his last visit to Japan. There was even a time when he spent his time making Limericks after he’d been to Ireland. Being so self-absorbed and all, he even thinks he’s very great in poetry when in truth, he is very bad at it. His poetry sucks. Who would make a haiku about being so cool? Though he may be terrible, it seems that no one dares to tell him that. He’s very hot-tempered and you don’t want to see him turn mad. So if you want to tell him something, be very careful you might wake up having donkey ears.