Saturday, April 7, 2007

THE LAST SAYING

Once in a small village upon a lonely hill, lay a small cottage in shingles.
The family of the household was 8 children, and 1 lonely father. The mother Aartina had died in a freak accident from the burning of Formatan Forest, she was collecting berries for her husband’s birthday pie. Well she was trying to escape when she came to a cut-off in the wood, and with the fire drawing near she plunged herself into the tree not knowing it was slowly being eaten away by the flame. And so without notice the tree fell, Aartina with it into darkness living the father alone hating the world for the death of his beloved bride Aartina.







The children of the cottage were Mindy, Curtis, Matt, Jenny, Elizabeth, Zoey, Martina, and Caleb. The father was Joseph Framer. The cottage was unfairly messed up and there were 3 rooms. 1 was for Joseph [the father], the 2nd was for the 3 brothers, and the 3rd and the last room was for the 5 sisters. And in the middle of the 3 rooms was a tiny little kitchen the size of maybe 2 small bathrooms put together. The children loved one another very much, and they very rarely asked for anything. There meals were fairly decent, well they were enough to keep the children full, and yet the children never complained. There was a well outside of the house where the children to go to get washed up and get water, and as for a bathroom there were woods, sad but true. There father Joseph was a blacksmith that nobody liked because he was a sour man around others besides his children. They had no relatives except for one aunt in the Carolinas, who was there mother’s sister, but they rarely ever saw her, except for at Christmas when she came to visit. They had no money to travel so she always had to come to them.
Well, the children ages are um, lets see well Mindy is 14, Curtis is 16, Matt is 12, Jenny is 10, Elizabeth is 12, Zoey is 6, Martina is 3, and Caleb is 11. They are all beautiful children and all there mothers eyes and fathers nose. This cottage on a lonely hill is in the old 1870’s, in the city of Qualachan.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Interesting to know.