Fictional Narrative Paper

Fictional Narrative Paper

The Brave Veteran Soldier of Kadesh

This story is of a person who used to live in the town of Kadesh which is situated on the bank of Orontes River. The era is of Ramses II the Great, a Pharaoh of Egypt who belongs to the Nineteenth Dynasty of Egyptian Emperors. He was the king of Egypt during 1279-1213 BC and ruled for 66 years (Grimal, 1988). Ramses II is the ruler who has always been associated with Moses by almost all historians. He had 100 wives including Nefertari, Istnofret, Bint-Anath, Aerytamun, Nebettawy, Henutmire and Maathomeferure. He fathered 138 children with 59 daughters and 79 sons (Menu, 1999). Muwatalli II, the ruler of Hittites, enemy neighboring country, had conquered Kadesh. Later, Battle of Kadesh (Jacq, 1998) was fought between the troops of Ramses II and Muwatalli II in which Ramses II ultimately succeeded in getting Kadesh back after a decade by signing a treaty with Muwatalli.

Ever since the Hittites had captured our homeland in the town of Kadesh, one of my friends, Menmaatre was very disturbed and restless. I knew him from my childhood days when his father used to work in the paddy fields for their livelihood. I always found Menmaatre an honest, energetic and outspoken individual with proactive approach in every walk of life. Theses were all the good qualities but being human he had shortcomings too. He was a bit oversensitive and short tempered.

One day he came over and said, “I want to join Pharaoh's army since I wanted to fight against Muwatalli's forces in order to liberate our homeland”. He added, “I would like to strengthen Ramses' hands by joining the army”. He actually wanted to have my opinion on his proposal. I inquired him as to how could he do that since he has got ailing parents. He kept quiet but nodded and went back. With his behavior I got the impression that he would now stop thinking about Pharaoh's army.

Days started passing like anything and we met a number of times but Menmaatre did not speak again about joining the army. Our abodes were located very close to Orontes River. All people were early risers as all of us have to work for our crops in the field from dawn to dusk. No doubt it was a challenging task to work under sultry and scorching heat especially during summer. In this way me and Menmaatre were earning our livelihood.

It was a bright sunny day and we, as usual, were working in our paddy fields. All others were also busy in their work since we were preparing and ploughing the land for the next crop of rice. Menmaatre was also there and I saw him happily working in the farm. The day was speedily going towards dusk and we had to finish our work by sunset.

Suddenly we saw a man running towards Menmaatre and shouting, “All your wives and sisters have been kidnapped by the Hittites soldiers and they have taken all ...