My Old English class is finally getting around to Beowulf.
Today Janet told us about Friedrich Klaeber, a German (duh) guy whose 1922 edition of the poem is still the definitive one that everybody reads. He came to the States as soon as he was out of school himself and started teaching--at the University of Minnesota, no less. There's a building there named after him now, Klaeber Court. Janet told us she gets excited when she drives by it. And she showed us this picture she had of him, in which he looks very severe and German, and said it used to be hanging over her desk so he was staring down at her.
(Jeez; I'm listening to my college's radio station and the two DJs just mentioned a professor mentioning Wilford Brimley, and the only thing they knew about him was "he's in those commercials for Liberty Medical or something." Kids these days.)
* "Hwæt" is how a lot of Old English poems, including Beowulf, begin. I like it; it's like saying "Hey! Pay attention! I'm gonna say something!" That's what you should think about this journal.
Today Janet told us about Friedrich Klaeber, a German (duh) guy whose 1922 edition of the poem is still the definitive one that everybody reads. He came to the States as soon as he was out of school himself and started teaching--at the University of Minnesota, no less. There's a building there named after him now, Klaeber Court. Janet told us she gets excited when she drives by it. And she showed us this picture she had of him, in which he looks very severe and German, and said it used to be hanging over her desk so he was staring down at her.
(Jeez; I'm listening to my college's radio station and the two DJs just mentioned a professor mentioning Wilford Brimley, and the only thing they knew about him was "he's in those commercials for Liberty Medical or something." Kids these days.)
* "Hwæt" is how a lot of Old English poems, including Beowulf, begin. I like it; it's like saying "Hey! Pay attention! I'm gonna say something!" That's what you should think about this journal.