I stepped out of my wagon..the sun was shining.. I could smell the sweet grass.. and as I yawned and stretched.. I was tackled from behind my one of my brothers... as I scrambled to my feet.. and turned fists raised... I saw it was my youngerst brother, his name is Ord. He is one of the OR that guard the camp.. he has his red scar and is courting a certain young woman from one of the other wagons.. I can not see why she would want him.. he is cocky and large.. he eats well..
I had to brush the dirt my my skirt.. and gave him the evil eye: So what did you do that for? .. he grinned at me.. and said because he could.. and then he messed up my hair with his rough large hands.. So Yammiekins.. what questions will you not know today.. And then he laughed at me again... I ignored him and walked to find my mother..
She was at the stream. washing the clothes.. and so I stayed and helped her and talked.. I told her my fears.. And that I did not want to wear a collar because I could not answer them as quickly as they wanted.. My mother. placed her finger under my chin and lifted it up and looked into my eyes.. So what..? so what she said... its a trial.. everyone that wants to sit around the Ubars fires has to go through it.. There are some there they think they are better than others.. but I will tell you a secret my young daughter.. Everyone is the same.. each person in the tribe is a part of a link.. those links are what make the tribe whole.. They test you to see what you are made up.. Are you a strong or a weak link.. Will you be able to go the distance.. and give all you have to the betterment of the tribe as a whole.. and not for yourself...
This is a harsh way of life my daughter.. you have been spoiled in that you have never had to answer to anyone but your father.. Now with this movement.. you answer to everyone..
Think about your words.. thing about the answers.. go slowly... Do not get nervous.. And you will do fine... I know you are capable of succeding.. you are a Tuchuk... :she smile to me:
I had to brush the dirt my my skirt.. and gave him the evil eye: So what did you do that for? .. he grinned at me.. and said because he could.. and then he messed up my hair with his rough large hands.. So Yammiekins.. what questions will you not know today.. And then he laughed at me again... I ignored him and walked to find my mother..
She was at the stream. washing the clothes.. and so I stayed and helped her and talked.. I told her my fears.. And that I did not want to wear a collar because I could not answer them as quickly as they wanted.. My mother. placed her finger under my chin and lifted it up and looked into my eyes.. So what..? so what she said... its a trial.. everyone that wants to sit around the Ubars fires has to go through it.. There are some there they think they are better than others.. but I will tell you a secret my young daughter.. Everyone is the same.. each person in the tribe is a part of a link.. those links are what make the tribe whole.. They test you to see what you are made up.. Are you a strong or a weak link.. Will you be able to go the distance.. and give all you have to the betterment of the tribe as a whole.. and not for yourself...
This is a harsh way of life my daughter.. you have been spoiled in that you have never had to answer to anyone but your father.. Now with this movement.. you answer to everyone..
Think about your words.. thing about the answers.. go slowly... Do not get nervous.. And you will do fine... I know you are capable of succeding.. you are a Tuchuk... :she smile to me:
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