Telemakhos and I started our plan. He left to go back to my house, and I stayed with Eumaios. The swineherd and I started on our way after my son. On the path, we ran into Melanthios. He put me down because I was a beggar and then kicked me. I was going to give him what he deserved, but I kept my cool. We kept going and finally approached my home. I was so happy. It was the first time I've seen it in so long. Eumaios went in first, and I followed after waiting a bit. I saw my old dog and felt terrible and angry at the same time because of the bad shape he was kept in. I walked inside the house and received bread from Telemakhos. Athena then appeared to me, telling me to beg the suitors for food. This would show me how their hearts truly are. Antinoos got angry with me, and yelled at me to leave. He threw a stool at me, and if I weren't the great Odysseus, it may have hurt. I was even more angry now, and so were the other suitors. They were afraid I was someone powerful, which I am. My wife, the queen then requested that I join her and tell her of my tales. I had too decline and told her instead to be patient.
I can't believe of what I'm seeing. In my house, "Odysseus only shook his head, containing thoughts of bloody work..." (326). I heard that the suitors were doing disasterous things, but I didn't imagine half of what they've done. They take any of my animals, and slaughter them whenever they want. They are drinking all of my wine. They make a mess out of my hall and even attack an old beggar. This is inexcusable, and they will surely pay.
My son, Telemakhos, saw Antinoos hit me with the stool. My son thought, "...without a tear, though his heart felt the blow. Slowly he shook his head from side to side, containing murderous thoughts," (327). It was incredibly hard for him to just sit there, without doing anything. It's almost impossible to watch your loved ones get hurt, incapable of doing anything to help. He wanted to get even with them for doing this bad thing. It is hard for people to watch loved ones get hurt, and they want revenge.
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