Sunday, March 20, 2016

Blog due Friday (midnight) March 25.

This is your village. Choose a character in the village and write your story OR interview someone in the village and write the story from a journalist's point of view. Remember that your entry needs to be at least 3 sentences and they need to be spell checked and punctuated correctly!

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  1. If you are reading this it is to late to save us from the African curse. But we had a pretty good time. Well me jimmy and Alex decided to go to Africa so we got on the plane and we saw a **** deal .......to be continued....

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  2. Living on the farm is hard because there is a lot of work that needs to be done. One of the jobs that I have is making and keeping track of the irrigation systems. Irrigation systems provide water to the land to help with the growth of the crops. My house is made out of clay bricks and we have access to the roof where we cook some of our food in our clay pots.

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    1. That is amazing!!! It really shows that you know a lot about this unit. Great Job!

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    2. I agree with you Louisa, nice job Celina!

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  3. I am a craftsman. I have a very important job I make jewelry and pottery and some other things. But it's hard and difficult and not always easy.

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    1. Oh I like jewelry and wonder what you use to make it. I love pottery too. Please tell me more about your pottery. Does it come in only reddish brown, like the clay they use for clay tablets? Do you have a special design that lets one know you were the expert artisan? It must be lovely.

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  4. Jack's journal

    People here just don't get it. The things that we're doing are wrong. We should be going out and exploring the world and all it has to offer to us, I know we have a lot of work to survive, our lives are hard in this heat of the day. So we should have a day where we can relax and do nothing for once. I ran up the stairs to get a chance to talk to the king of our city. To be continued.....

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  5. Keeping all of the people in track and not breaking the rules is a hard job. It is hard, because we have to keep records of everything on clay tablets, like how much grain we have, how many people are in the city, and many more. I think that only people that are specially trained in the field...

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  6. moo im a cow i eat crops and people eat me for cow meat moo nom nom nom grass tastes good when im a cow in sumer they use my skin for cloths and blankets

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    1. You must be a lucky cow to have fresh crops to eat, but I bet your people are not too happy when you get into them. Ah ... leather for new clothing and a warm blanket on those cold nights. I sure hope they don't take it off your hide too soon.

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  7. It was a nice afternoon as Joewoedobrono (A.K.A. Mike) was walking from another hard and hot day in the field to his house outside of the city walls he tripped. Or was he pushed? Don don dooooon! The very harry person was on top of him, and licking mikes face. Who was it? Oh, it was just Mikes ponny. No Mikes favorite ponny. "Hi Gerber!" Joe said while stroking Gerbers long lathery fur.

    To be continued.

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  8. "Nina feed the goats, Papa and I are getting water for the pigs. When you are done make sure you check the irrigation systems. "
    "OK Mama" I yell back as I see her getting smaller and smaller in the distance. It is hard work here in the village. Everyone fights for themselves but still we need our whole village to survive. I want to go to the new library in our village. It has catalogs, and even clay tablets to write on! But I shake my head, in awe of those lucky kids while walking in to my clay brick house. At least I am alive, right?

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    1. Continued.....

      I trudge over to the goats and swing the hay into their pen. The immediately race over to huddle around the bale of hay, devouring it. Just like the kids that are going to the new library are devouring those books! Uggghhhh, I need to keep my mind off of that library!
      "Focus, Nina," I mutter to myself, "Mama and Papa need help. I cannot just run off to library!" Or could I? Hmmm... I'll just tell them that I am going to fetch more water from the rivers! Yes! And then I'll run off to the library!
      "Mama! Papa! I'm off to fetch some water!" I yell to them over at the pig pen.
      "Okay, Nina! Be back soon!" Papa bellows.
      Yes! They fell for it!

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  11. "Hello it's Henry Hickle here live from news channel 2004. Today, we will travel back in time to visit the city of Babylon. We are going to interview a little girl who plays a very important role in her community. Here she comes! So Hili tell me about what you and your family do?
    "We are farmers. My sister Nirgal feeds the animals, like cows, sheep, pigs and chicken. I gather the vegetables and seeds. Mama and Papa help irrigate the fields, pay the taxes, plant the crops and trade with other farmers."
    "Wow! So Hili tell me why farming is so important?"
    "I think farming is important because we all need food to live and we farmers provide that food to help feed the community."
    "Fantastic, what do you know about the rest of the communities jobs and why are they important?"
    "Well, there are the priests. They hold the top spot on the social class. Then, there are merchants. They sell and trade all sorts of things from food to pottery. Jewelers make and/or sell jewelry. Craftsmen are skilled in a specific craft or art. They make things like pottery or baskets."
    "Thank you Hili for sharing this information with us. That's all for now. Be sure to come back at 6 o'clock for more on Hili and her family. Henry Hickle reporting live good bye."

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  12. I am the boy bringing crops over the irrigation.This growing season is the best season we have had in a long time.Our family lives in a clay brick hut.

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    1. Young man what types of crops do you grow? Do you ever get to help open the gates to let in the water for irrigation? I am glad you are having a good harvest this year. The gods must have been good to you and your family.

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  13. I am a young girl in the village, I have 2 brothers and they both go to school... I don't, and that makes me very disappointed. I want to go to school more than anything. Instead I spend all days working with my mother, who is an artistan. She makes jewelry, and even though I will admit that it is very beautiful, the work seems pretty dull to me. When my brothers come home from school sometimes they tell me what they learned, but we have to make sure my father does not hear because he is strongly against it. Sometimes they bring back clay tablets with information on them and let me read them. But most of the time they just ignore me and go outside to join their friends, because our father is high in the ranks of officials they don't have to work. Lucky them. I guess I'm just tired of being treated like a nothing just becaus I am a girl. None of the other girls have a problem with not going to school, but I do! It probably will never change, so I guess I'm just gonna stay here making jewelry to be given to the stuck up noble women inside of my house made of clay bricks. Fun, fun...

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  14. It's been several weeks and I'm still doing the same routine. I am the person near the mule with bags on its bag. At that moment I am bringing something over on my head. So first it starts with you becoming old enough to do all the hard jobs all the kids do is find mud for mud bricks and they get congratulated when they find a good piece of mud, but after three weeks I get done doing something and they give me another job. All these people are very close to me we all work together very well and we all get the job done but at the end of the day we always have something left to do. Lately people have been sacrificeing goods that we need! One of my tribe members who I can't recall the name has even asked me to give my mule away! If you are wondering the stuff that I'm holding is wheat for food but it's something that we don't eat a lot we mostly eat meat and berries. I have heard lately that they are moving people to more important jobs! I think that I am going to become a crafts person!!! I think I will have so much more fun making jewelry and weaving (compared to my job) we'll check in with you some other time good bye!
    -Mia

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  15. Hello there, my name is Annie I am 11 years old and I have a younger sister named Haley. For the past weeks I have been harvesting some food for my village. I have harvest grapes and wheat. While my sister who is seven, has been harvesting plumbs. I am so excited about that school is over. I can't contain my excitement. I have decided next year I will be home schooled, so I don't have to walk the one mile home. I also can't wait for summer, summer is my favorite season ever if summer could be the only season I would be so happy. well that's it for now see you tomorrow
    -Lilly

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  16. (I'm intentionally spelling some of the words the words the wrong way, my character being a sheep, probably doesn't know how to spell to well and uses the names of animals in the place of other parts of words, thought I'd have a bit of fun)
    Helllloooo hindleg-walking-hairless-land-animal! It is I! The famouse Earl of Sheepard, And Flock Leader! I know you must be thinking that I'm being TOO humble! But don't fret! I shall be LESS humble. Thank you for the feedback.
    You know, they say my wool is thee softest and strongest wool of them all! Mwhahahah-cough, cough, I mean-what did I say? Anyway! I just remembered that I told my deer old moth-er that I would help her... uuhhh, feed the grass! BYE!

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    1. There ARE sheep in the picture, you just have to look hard enough

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  17. I am a sheep. My Name is Sheepeiycow, I just tried to run away from the humans, but they caught me... Then they started cutting off my wool. It hurt so bad! but when I tried to tell them to stop, they just didn't understand me. All that they said was, "Shut up sheep". I new I had to run away... Tonight.


    To be continued...

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    1. I am one of the little humans who loves your woolly coat, to spin into yarn. I did not know it hurt to give you the sheering. I must speak to my brothers and let them know to be more gentle. Please don't run away. How will we be able to make warm blankets to cover up with at night if you go away?

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  18. Well today I would like to say this was a successful report from XYZ news report. (Report starts) Today's report was located in Sumer, The person we interviewed is here right now his name is Faolan. "Well Faolan How is your life in the great cities of Sumer?"

    "Well you know guys I just farm potatoes for a living, there isn't much do here for the lowest paid person here."

    "Oh... well what would you like to do with your life if you could decided?"

    "Well golly! I want to be the king and rule this place! (starts blushing) but of course I would never be able to do that."

    "Well why do you want to become king."

    "Well because it well finance my children and my sick wife."

    "Ok thank for watching and I hope you have a good day." To be continued.

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  19. Hello, my name is Hickery Pickery and I live live in this village. Its not the best place to live but atleast we have a home and we are protected by pro army soldiers, infact I am going to school right now training to go to war and protect the city and any other innocent towns

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    1. What are pro army soldiers and why do you want to be one? How do you think Sumerian's trained for war and why would there even be a war back then? I am glad you have a home in the village. It must be hard work work living back then.

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  20. Uh, Loading dried mud bricks into a cart is hard work! Oh, Hi my name is Lilla. (meaning of name spirit of a place, http://nookofnames.com/) I am a royal slave, you see my parents were very poor and owed money so they became slaves, when I was about four my parents died and I was to for fill their debt. I did many, many things wrong when I started and needed loads of brakes, and with in an amount of time on one of my brakes someone masked swept past me dropping jewelry worthy of a queen in my lap! Soon after that some royal guards appeared, realized what I had in my hands, arrested me, and got a noose ready. I was petrified! But after a little while the queen showed up to receive her jewelry and to see "whodunit" in her surprise she noticed I was the "thief", she came over and asked me how I got here so I told her my life story. She liked me so much that she took me in as her royal slave and I still am to this day! I do the chores, cooking, and sometimes (what I am doing right now) adding on to their stupid palace which is big enough already! Oh , Time flew by I better get these bricks to the palace other wise I might actually pay the price this time!

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  21. As I wake up I'm still hearing that noise. Those people are still building that mud brick house next to us. A priest is moving in next to us. I finally get ready and head of to do some errands. Buying and trading food for my family. Everyday I go out I see those slaves working in the fields. I heard rumors that if you don’t pay the money that you owe to the king or you do something wrong you have to work as a slave for 3 years! So anyways I get back home and mom starts cooking and our slaves just got done cleaning. I ask mom where dad is and she said “He’s helping clean the irrigation ditches.” Irrigation ditches are those ditches that the Sumerians let water in the farms when it gets really hot. Oh, let me tell you a little bit about me. I’m a very smart athletic person. I go to school to learn how to write. Our style of writing is called cuneiform. We write down our laws, how many animals we sold and lots more. I also like to help my mother cook and clean around the house. Another day gone and I go to bed. I wake up and I don’t hear that noise any more. Mom tells me the house is done and the people next door have a kid that’s about my age. Back to another day of Sumerian life in Mesopotamia. Maybe even making a new friend.

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  22. i am a brick worker and i make all the house i even help with all the temples for the goods. your good is the goodies of wind. how do we make the bricks? we will take wound brick put mud in it then let them bake in the sun.

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    1. Not being from your time period in history, I wonder how hard it is to make bricks. I bet your back is tired from standing all day packing mud into the brick forms. I am happy you are able to make good shelter material to protect your people from the rains and hot sun.

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  23. Hi, its Julia
    This my first journal entry in my new journal, I used have a old one but I lost it in the river while I was trying to collect water. Okay, anyway. Today was pretty interesting, when I woke up this morning the first thing I heard was Mama yelling
    " Get over here you dumb chicken!!"
    So I jumped out of bed to see what all the fuss was about, and shore enough all the chickens had gotten loose. For the rest of the morning I helped my Mama get the chickens back in the coop. The rest of the day was just like another old day, nothing unusual until...

    Comment below on what you think will happen.

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  24. I'm a farmer and farming is really hard. First I plant the seed and then water them. I wait for weeks then I harvest them.

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    1. Mr. Farmer you must be very busy doing all of that hard work. It would be nice if the food grew faster. I am glad that I am able to have fresh food from your gardens to eat and can share my finely knitted blankets for you to rest on at night. Thank you for working so hard my friend.

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  25. Hi,I'm Lilly and I am going to tell you about my life. First I live on a farm but my farm kinda looks like a town so I live on a farm town.I work all day to get food for my family and I. It takes a lot of work. The only things we are worried about is the flooding. If we get a flood it will ruin our crops so we can't have enough food. It takes a while for the crops to grow. I don't work alone I work with my kid and friend Mia and Lila we help each other so we can get food and build up to hep our crops grow. If you think this sounds easy well you better get your but down here and try doing this work we only get 1-2 pales of food a day and that is nearly enough to feed 7-8 people. Oh ya and I live in the farm town of FARMINGTON!
    PLEASE ADD ON!

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  26. my name is jonney im i am a man i like fat pigs so i got 3 of them so i can eat them . my wife is a rooster cause i live in the middle of nowhere and my person wife named Chelsea died and i buried her in the backyard. I,m a hillbilly who loves mud!!!!

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    1. Hello there foreverlivejack - It must be fun to play in all of that mud, especially for your pigs. Being that you are a hillbilly, who loves mud, I wonder whether you make mud bricks for a living. Who might buy your bricks? How did your person wife Chelsea? die?

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    3. I really hope you didn't kill your "person wife Chelsea" I would hope you wouldn't rather have a rooster as your "wife", especially cause a rooster is male.

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  27. my name is rosemary i live in a little village name killland the people in here are scary because they sing worried songs and come up to u when u are talking to someone at my house i have 3 horse and 6 cows and 1 pig what i call fatman because he is fat i live with my mom she is the best my house is small and there is one bedroom and a small yard for are animals to stay but i love it here i will stay here:)

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  29. Hi my name is Anki and my Grandfather told me about Sumerians. My mom is the Worst because my mom tells me what to do, like to spread out cloth in the house. I am 15, and I can’t believe my mom won’t let me drive one of those new carts with the cool wheels. I mean, really, Mom, don’t you trust me? And when I want to get a drink of water, she makes me go to the river. What a nasty. She also makes me clean up everything, like the chickens, the cows, pigs, and other animals. She makes me work in the fields on the crops, hours and hours. Really, Mom?

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  30. Dear Diary,
    Life is hard here. I'm a slave because I couldn't pay my taxes. Now I work for rich people who live in a two story house. I have to do everything for them. Wash their cloths, feed the livestock. I even do their taxes, which isn't even allowed! When I'm done my years of a slave, I hope to make pottery and sell the cups and bowls I make. Slaves aren't supposed to write, most slaves don't even know how! But I do. My best friend is named Sylvia. Her masters live in a one story house because their fishermen. When Sylvia was in school, she was never taught how to write, so I have been teaching her. Well I think my masters are coming. I better go. If they see me writing again, I'm going to be punished severely. - Hannah

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  31. "Hay would you stop leaving me on this house every day." "While you humans walk right on." The humans just keep on saying "When will we move that ladder?" "Well me the ladder, as they call me. I am soon about to break and make them mad, my favorite dream."

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    1. Well Why couldn't they just use those handy dandy clay to make my cousin stairs!!!!!!!!!!!

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  32. Dear Journal, today was rough, it was the third day in a row that I've had to work in the fields, and as a SLAVE!?!? Yes I know, this doesn't sound very bad, but as a 16 year old girl who less than a week ago was sitting next to the kings throne, and got everything she wanted its a lot of work. Why didn't I pay my taxes? Biggest mistake I have ever made! (and that's saying a lot, I've made a lot of mistakes, shh don't tell my father!) Well I just wanted to right a little bit before I was off to bed, hopefully my time will be done soon.

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  33. I have heard of people who do not pay taxes and end up having to work for 3 years to win their freedom again. I wonder if the priests have to pay taxes or only those who live in the lower sections of the god's ziggurat, below the king and priests? By 16 you should be married and out having a family of your own. I wonder what you might do for work or whether you would be a farmer's wife. Maybe you were learning a trade while working for the king. Alas, I wish you well and that time goes by quickly.

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  34. I am a Sumerian woman and I would like to tell a whole story about Sumerian people and my relatives. One day me and my brother went out to play, and we saw this big animal and we went to run to our Dad, and said, "Look, look, there's a big giant animal. Can we eat it for dinner?" Dad said, "Yes, we can eat if for tonight and tomorrow night". And we went off to cook it and gather materials for our food. We ate dinner, had a little fire, invited our friends to sleep. In the morning, we had some kind of fruit for breakfast, you know, what Sumerian people would eat. In the afternoon, we went by the river and had mini picnic.

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  35. Hello,
    My name is Zagra I am a Sumerian. I live in a small family with my mom my dad my brother and my sister, we all live in one of the one story houses just on the edge of town. My mom is a potter but since we live so far away from the city it is hard to get customers, my dad is a fisherman. I long to go to school, I beg my parents but they say that they have to get food in our mouths first. When I grow up I want to be a priest or a soldier working for the king, I also want to live a two story house. It is always nice to imagine a house where you and your siblings do not have to sleep together. You might be wondering where did I learn to write since my parents can't pay for school.How I learned to write was when I was tacking a walk in the fields and I meat a slave who had gone to school. The slaves name was Morka and was plowing the fields. I asked her if she knew how to write and she started teaching me. My parents do not know about this, but I started teaching my brothers and sisters about how to write. Why I don't tell my parents that I learned to write is because they think that all slaves are bad and that I will get bad ideas from them, plus they also think that slaves would not like a little kid to be bothering them.Oh no I hear them coming. Until tomorrow.

    -Zagra

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  36. My name is Enki and I live in a small farming village right outside the city Ur. Although most people choose to live inside the city walls, my family decided not to. Today is a day for celebration because all the cities in Sumer are celebrating Akitu, our 11 day New Years festival. Our village celebrates too, but we don’t get to go into the city, which is absolutely not fair.
    Here in our village all of us are farmers. We have to pay a tax to the city by giving them part of our harvest. We have to pay taxes on lots of things! Right now my Pa’s away paying off his burden. A burden is the tax you have to pay if you are head of a household. Pa is working on digging out the irrigation ditches, and may be away for a whole year. With him not here, my older brother Aban has taken over.
    Apart from Aban, (who is now a young man) I am the second oldest child. I have one older sister, along with four younger siblings. We all live together in a small house made from mud bricks. Our houses are built close enough to other peoples that I used to be able to run along the rooftops with the boys my age. ( Although that eventually stopped when our fathers got on our case for not doing our chores.)
    To be honest, I think that being a farmer is kind of boring. All we ever do is work, work, work. I’m hoping that someday one of my brothers will decide to keep farming so that I can find a job in the city as something like an artisan.

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  37. Tuesday July 31
    Sumer- Today I interviewed a young girl named Nariana. She told me a very small bit about the village of Sumer. She told me that Sumer was in great danger I asked her why, she broke into tears immediately. I tried to ask her another question and suddenly... BOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!! The ground shook tremendously. I quickly grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the home. Then again BOOOMMMMMM!!!!!! "WHAT IS THAT?????" I screamed to her. She told me it was an...........

    CONTINUE PLEASE!

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    2. explosion ummm every one got out.

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  38. I watch as my house is engulfed with flame. I watch as people run out onto the streets to try to get away, I start to run but out of the corner of my eye I see a man with a piece of stone stuck on his leg. I pull the stone off his leg, he thanks me quickly and runs off. That's when I see it three soldiers coming striate for me, I duck into a alley, what happens next.THEEND

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  39. When the standard amount of tools and weapons has been made, it is time to walk back to the area of the city where the shopkeepers and craftspeople dwell. I am training to become a craftsperson, or to be more specific, a metal worker. The life of a metal worker in Sumer is a tedious one, repetitive and harsh. The hands that were once pale and clean are now scarred and dark. There is danger such as the sweltering fire and the edges of the copper ax used for manufacturing of other weapons. Copper is not the only material we work with. Silver, tin, lead, bronze, and sometimes gold are brought to us because of the constant demand of tools for the civilians and weapons for the army. The usual material of the weapons the army requires is bronze. This is made by mixing melted copper with tin. Then we, pour the new heated mixture into a cast shaped like the tool or weapon we would like to produce. For the very wealthy, we hammer gold or silver into mirrors, necklaces, and statues. But the Sumerian plains cannot always provide the precious metals that we need. Therefore, we bring in metals from the near east. To repay them, we give them some of our finest metal pieces.

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  40. "Cleo come here or we are going to be late" I yell to my sister frantically. My sister and I work every day after school, we make yarn for our mother so she can sell it. It is very tedious work and we have to spin for 3 to 4 hours a day. Everybody in my home has to contribute to the work we do. My 3 brothers and my Father farm well my Mom my 2 sisters and I have to spin Wool into yarn. My brothers get to go to school to but my other sister Lany has to stay home ,she must work all day spinning. If she did not we would not make enough money to live of of. I am in 6th grade and Cleo is in 4th my brothers (triplets) are 8th. We all go to the scribe school in the village. I enjoy school very much it is a blessing that I even get to go. I had to beg my Mother and Father to let me and Cleo go to school. My sister runs past me, I guess it's off to spin.

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  41. Hello my name is Fred. I am an inventor and the people in the village all hate me. All of the people hate me because I have had many disastrous inventions. One of the inventions I had was a stick that could hold a pot of water over the fire, but the stick kept breaking and the pot of water tipped over and the fire went out. I want to impress the people of the village so they all like me again. So I have a feeling that this invention is going to work. I am making a boat so I can go out to sea so I can trade goods and hopefully the people of the village will be happy with the goods that I have brought back. There is a stream that runs to the sea that goes straight through my village. So I am going to set sail and go to the sea and hopefully I can find other villages. I am off now to finish my boat.
    The End

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  42. This is the story of Hakmeir's town. Hakmeir is a wheat farmer from India. His town has one of the oldest buildings in India, the one pictured in the bottom right corner. The building is used for storage of all the crops and food that the village produces. This village is the smallest in the land. The village is one of the only ones that does not rely on technology. The village has many jobs to do like scribe,farmer,fishermen,potter, and lots more.
    .........Would you like to live here?........

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  43. My name is Cole I am 11 years old my mother died in a tragic accident when I was six. I now live with My Dad, Grandma Mimi,and my pet ox Cabot. I work for my dad who is an inventor me and him go to work every morning at 8:00 and get home at 4:00 my dad and I have made some awesome inventions that helped and improved our community a lot. we have invented the wheel,boat, fishing net,the plow, and levees.So that's pretty much it for our lives here.
    The End

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  44. my name is nic im 11 and im interviewing a farmer from this unknown town he said that his job is fun but it is a lot of work and its worth it he is the reason everybody in the town eats he also said if you think about it like that he has the most important job in his town not many people respect him though they should though because at any moment he could starve the town and him killing everyone.

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  45. In this blog post I am the ox in the top right corner pulling the plow.

    Swat, swat. Ugh, these flies are so annoying but I guess to them I smell pretty good, honestly I think sweaty oxen smells like smelly feet. Anyways, I should get back to work or I'm in BIG trouble. Well, I guess it would be a lot more entertaining if I told you about my life story and about my life now instead of watching me walk around. It started July 19, 14 years ago, when I was born, I remember that day I ran and ran and ran until sunset......

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  46. Day after day and week after week I still have to work. Everyday I have to work as a captured slave, a rich labourer is having me do all of his work. There is no break. It has been 2 years so this is my final year till I am set free. Even then I will probably become a labourer like many others. If only I could get a job that doesn’t involve lots of hard work once I am free. Just one more year.
    I guess for now I will continue my work...

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  47. HI my name is Joe and I have a wife and one child. My wife's name is Mary and my kids name is Jacob. He goes to school every day and on they weekends he plays with his friends. My wife is a cleaner for the village. My job is to take care of the food in the village each day from ten to one I get the eggs and Milk from the village we have four cows and fourty chickens know I get the eggs from the village today there was fourty five chicken eggs four the village to spare the milk today was three buckets of milk. Each day I get a sixth of the milk and eggs to my family and the rest goes to the deliverers to the village and know it is time to go home and eat dinner.

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  48. "I am so tired!" Oh… Hi there! My name is Alyssa. I am 12 years old and I am sick and tired of this town! Everyone is so nice to you when you are young. But when you get to the age of 10, you have to work every single day! So I have decided to move to the town Jennifer which means "white wave". In that town, until the age of 20 you don't have to do anything. I hope I have a better life there. I have a friend who lives in Jennifer, she said it was a fun place to be. I hope I agree. "So as for my opinion about this town reporter, I don't like it at all. Go interview me when I'm in Jennifer… and see how I like it there."

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  49. This town is boring all we get to do to have fun is to make clay bricks and farm all day hmm how about a thick hollow clay ball...

    I'm working at the pond today and I saw something in there... WAIT!

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  50. My name is Samantha I have a husband and two kids there names are Alex and Sam (two girls). In our world we have to build our own houses.We had still have to hunt just to find a little bit of meat that we do not keep at our house. Every day my kids have a hour walk or ride on a horse to school every day. When my kids are at school me and my husband do all of the cleaning up thing like making dinner and wash the clothes. But every day after my kids get home we all sit around the fire with a nice warm cup of tea and say what we are thankful for. And at the end of the day I put the kids in bed and say goodnight...

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  51. we are all tired when we get home from school, my grandmother tells me to go get some water from the well, as I come back I hear a dog barking at a cat and a horse running at a dog I think I must be seeing things.
    I am at school the next day and I see my teacher with a frog head then I really think I'm seeing things, I go home and what I see is the best thing ever a little horse of my own. my grandmother says that she got it just for when I go to school if I were to use it otherwise she would butcher it...... to be continued

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