L’Iliade

I have read it and it was a gift from my grandmother on my (not 100% sure) 15th birthday (when I indeed had ambitions).

I did not give it much thought at the time (I was fifteen or so, I did appreciate the gift) but now when I’m not fifteen any more and my grandmother has passed, I do think about the gift.

It makes me wonder… obviously it is classical literature, but it also something altogether different. I mean for starters it is not an easy read. And the fact that there are so very few that have actually read the piece in question. Like “On The Road” by Jack Kerouac.

– Why? Well, because you don’t have to read them.

And I’m not alone, yet my grandmother gave the books to me.

– You are the oldest?

– Yes, but I don’t think that is the reason why I was awarded the literal gifts.

I have read every single of the gifts and I guess that you simply don’t know anything about anything and that there is nothing called “chance”.