Hi, my name is Sisyphus!
You must remember me, as the founder and king of Corinth, or Ephyra as it was called in those days. Also people didn’t like me because I used to trick them, kidnap them, and many other things that they didn’t like, but I had fun doing them. My greatest victory came at the end of my life when the god Hades came to claim me personally for the kingdom of the dead.
I didn’t have a very good reputation, because I was remembered as the king that kept Death locked up in a closet at my house for many a day. Finally, I released Death and I was ordered summarily to report to the Underworld zone of Tartarus for his eternal assignment. But I had another trick up my sleeve. I simply told my wife not to bury me and then I complained to Persephone, the Queen of the Dead, that I had not been accorded the proper funeral honors. Then she saw that I must be given leave to journey back topside and put things right. I came back to the earth and stayed for a long while. But later on, Hades came back and hauled me down for committing a crime against the gods. So I got punished for the rest of eternity. My job was to roll a great rock to the top of a hill, and every time I reached the top, the rock rolled back down again.
All though I thought I was very intelligent to trick Death, at the end I was caught and my punishment was worst than what I could imagine.
I didn’t have a very good reputation, because I was remembered as the king that kept Death locked up in a closet at my house for many a day. Finally, I released Death and I was ordered summarily to report to the Underworld zone of Tartarus for his eternal assignment. But I had another trick up my sleeve. I simply told my wife not to bury me and then I complained to Persephone, the Queen of the Dead, that I had not been accorded the proper funeral honors. Then she saw that I must be given leave to journey back topside and put things right. I came back to the earth and stayed for a long while. But later on, Hades came back and hauled me down for committing a crime against the gods. So I got punished for the rest of eternity. My job was to roll a great rock to the top of a hill, and every time I reached the top, the rock rolled back down again.
All though I thought I was very intelligent to trick Death, at the end I was caught and my punishment was worst than what I could imagine.
Sources:
Isabel Echeverri A.
