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Possible sexism towards women? Men used to believe that women were fragile and could only manage living with "strong men" and this phrase was possibly written with that perception, when in reality this women might've been looking at other men because she is friends with them or appreciating the other men who served in  the war who coincidentally didn't experience intensive deficits.

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Injuries are one of the main topics in this poem, due to the lifelong deficits that soldiers came back with during this time period.

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What influences peoples ideas and decisions 

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What influences peoples ideas and decisions 

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The biggest influence on a person is definitely their past and their upbringing. In disabled, we were informed about a soldier, Wilfred Owen who was in a wheelchair and has been through the struggles of fighting. His emotions and thoughts will also be influenced by the war. An example, in this poem is when no one really comes to help out the soldier on the wheelchair as he states "Why dont they come and put him into bed" here the author is  confused and even feels betrayed as he sacrificed his life for the country and in return they dont even come back to put him to bed. A soldier would think differently and would give a lot of respect to veterans, because they know the horrors of war.

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During WW1 many men did not realize what they were facing before they entered war, there expectations were different from reality. Upon entering the war many men were killed because of that assumption.

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he will spend a few year in institutions

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he will spend a few year in institutions

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perhaps Owen was warning the future generations of the horrors of war?

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shell-hole = a crater like hole in the ground (from war); interestingly enough, On the 30th of April, while on parade, he was noted as being "shaky," and on 1st May, he was diagnosed as suffering from shell-shock ("neurasthenia") and evacuated to England. After a medical examination, Owen was sent to Craiglockhart War Hospital in Edinburgh.

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- "Disabled," which Childs lists because of its theme of "physical loss," is interpreted by most critics as a poem that invites the reader to pity the above-knee, double-amputee veteran for the loss of his legs, which Owen depicts as the loss of his life.

- On October 17, 1917, Graves (a man he met at the hospital and who read Disabled for the first time) had written to Wilfred,

Do you know, Owen, that's a damn fine poem of yours, that "Disabled". Really damn fine…..you have seen things; you are a poet; but you are a very careless one at present…. But I have no doubt at all that if you turned seriously to writing, you could obtain Parnassus while I'm still struggling on the knees of that stubborn peak.

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He explains the almost casual way he decided to go to war – after a game, when he was drunk, he thought he ought to enlist. Swayed by a compliment and a girl named Meg, his justification for going to war illustrates his youthful ignorance and naïveté is in full effect - Owen was called "carless" as a writer - perhaps as a soldier too?

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written - 1917
*In 1917, he was affected by an explosion and after he healed, he returned to service and died in battle in 1918.
publication - ??

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literary and historical environment of early-twentieth-century Britain - perhaps the deeper meaning of this text can be the representation of disability during the First World War???????

This poem was written while he was convalescing at Craiglockhart Hospital in Edinburgh after sustaining injuries on the battlefield, and was revised a year later. This work was the subject of Owen's initial relationship to poet Robert Graves.

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portraying the impaired veteran as a stereotypical victim of tragic loss - which this poem reflects

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Interesting enough, Owen's never returned home from WW1 and his mother found out about his passing on November 11th.....

"Cheering"
- most people assumed the war would be easily won and that it would be a brave experience for young people, which was quite the opposite of what young soldiers experienced as it made some men "less of a man"... meaning they literally lost their limbs and there is less of them :(

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Owen joined the army when he was 22 - perhaps his soldier friends were around the same age as him, including 19?

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commentary about Germans, Austria - makes me come to conclusion that this is the world war

WW1
- during WW1 no one understood the horror and sacrifice it would take to go to war, generally people were more excited and eager to go to war

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Owen suffered from a head injury from war - perhaps this was his experience or his friend's (Sassoon - his mentor and fellow soldier) while at the "institution" where they took care of those who couldn't? perhaps he noticed he would never be the same as he was after the war "women glances at other men" so this can be him comparing himself to them?

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kilts - is he fancying men?

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perhaps this is a depiction of what he really saw during the war?

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sources (friends) thought that he was gay - interesting to see how he used that word in the text and the last line... "queer disease" - back then it was frowned upon to attracted to the same sex
- here he brings up sexual frustration (notice the use of his words)

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Applying the Historical/Biographical Approach to Wilfred Owen's "Disabled" reveals that when people fail to appreciate the struggles that soldiers experience in war, they might disregard their human dignity with the result that the soldiers feel useless and neglected by society.

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Questions that the Historical/Biographical Approach asks:

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Questions that the Historical/Biographical Approach asks:

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What influences – people, ideas, movements, and events – evident in the writer’s life does the work reflect?

What has the author revealed in the work about his/her characteristic modes of thought, perception, emotion or actual life? What place does this work have in the artist’s literary development and career?

When was the work written? When was it published? How did critics and the public receive it? Why?

What does the work’s reception reveal about the standards and values during the time it was published and reviewed?

To what extent can we understand a time period as it is reflected in the literary work?

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BY WILFRED OWEN

He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,

And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,

Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park

Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,

Voices of play and pleasure after day,

Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him.

*        *        *        *        *

About this time Town used to swing so gay

When glow-lamps budded in the light-blue trees,

And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,—

In the old times, before he threw away his knees.

Now he will never feel again how slim

Girls' waists are, or how warm their subtle hands,

All of them touch him like some queer disease.

*        *        *        *        *

There was an artist silly for his face,

For it was younger than his youth, last year.

Now, he is old; his back will never brace;

He's lost his colour very far from here,

Poured it down shell-holes till the veins ran dry,

And half his lifetime lapsed in the hot race

And leap of purple spurted from his thigh.

*        *        *        *        *

One time he liked a blood-smear down his leg,

After the matches carried shoulder-high.

It was after football, when he'd drunk a peg,

He thought he'd better join. He wonders why.

Someone had said he'd look a god in kilts.

That's why; and maybe, too, to please his Meg,

Aye, that was it, to please the giddy jilts,

He asked to join. He didn't have to beg;

Smiling they wrote his lie: aged nineteen years.

Germans he scarcely thought of, all their guilt,

And Austria's, did not move him. And no fears

Of Fear came yet. He thought of jewelled hilts

For daggers in plaid socks; of smart salutes;

And care of arms; and leave; and pay arrears;

Esprit de corps; and hints for young recruits.

And soon, he was drafted out with drums and cheers.

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Some cheered him home, but not as crowds cheer Goal.

Only a solemn man who brought him fruits

Thanked him; and then inquired about his soul.

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Now, he will spend a few sick years in institutes,

And do what things the rules consider wise,

And take whatever pity they may dole.

Tonight he noticed how the women's eyes

Passed from him to the strong men that were whole.

How cold and late it is! Why don't they come

And put him into bed? Why don't they come?