Zoe+Assyrian+Narrative

Zoe Januszewski “As I, an enslaved, beaten, worthless, scrawny boy, stumbled into our family’s small hut with all the energy I could muster, I scragled back to the barley field and as my owner wasn’t looking, I dashed out of sight. Still out of breath and moments away from a whipping, I leaped to the nearest door, thrust my arm towards it and swung the chipped door open to safety. Only to hear a choked voice screaming in fear of the rumored Assyrian attack mistaking my worn face for a masked, devil Assyrian warrior. As my face was thrown down to the dusty ground, I was hushed, and pulled back to hiding by the small girl, who to was enslaved, and dragged to the ground. Soon to hear the deafening hollers and shrieks of the feared Assyrian warriors and the resounding war signal of the head warrior bellowing anear-piercing //yell of,// //“//// ATTACK ////!!!!!!////”// //As we heard the clanking of sharpened swords, and the bloody screams of petrified and threatened villagers, we scooted in horror back and back to hiding in the back of the tattered shack. As the stranger and I peeked through a small crack in the wood planked wall, we saw family’s and villagers and sacrificers lying dead with streams of// //blood flowing through the devast////ating scene of violent intruders ripping the soul of our little town to shreds.// //As days disappeared into nights, then days and soon weeks, Coral, the girl who dragged me to safety in the back of the hut, grew famished and weary. We soon began to see the Assyrian solders pulling chains of our friends, family, and fellow slaves being dragged and some dropping to their knees to a never ending sleep. The same degree they were pushed to the ultimate extreme they could muster, and if they didn’t do what they were told, they would even being filed alive to the point where their skin would separate, and all their insides would flow out like a polluted river or desperation.// Soon not able to handle the temptation, coral ran. Only to fall into the blood covered arms or one of the larger Assyrians. He scowled //with displeasure, showing his gappy mouth and his large mossy beard that crawled up his face with blood stains and scars and bruises. I saw the anger in his fiery eyes showing how much of an animal he really was. His temper grew, and he squeezed her turning her bony arms crimson red and her eyes loosing focus turning into a dazed deathly stare, I knew that her time to live was seized. And mine was on the line as long as I remained in his vision.// //I hurled to the fields trying to get lost in the deathly crowd. As I passed the fields that I once knew as home I lost focus and tripped realizing that know my chance at life was over. His glossy spear aimed twards me diving to my death. I remembered how harsh our world is, wishing that someday the bitterness would be resolved. As the blade came closer and closer, it all went black, taking me to the dark world that so many of the people of my destroyed little town were dragged to. Will hope ever live again?”// ** Ancient Egypt ** 7 facts Zoe Januszeweski
 * Assyrian attack **
 * **Egypt resigned** around the Nile and the rich and fertile soil along the banks. They along with ancient Mesopotamia had floods that made their soil even richer in nutrients.
 * The person with the most power in ancient Egypt was the **pharaohs**. A pharaoh was a religious and political leader who was also known as “lord of two lands” or “high priestess of every temple”
 * The most famous **Egyptian writing** is hieroglyphics. Even though throughout about three thousand years at least three other forms of writing were created and used for different purposes.
 * The ancient Egyptians constructed pyramids as a graveyard for pharaohs and queens; they were buried in many different models of pyramids.
 * Before mummification, the tombs would be buried in a small pit in the dry sand in the desert, and the bodies would dry quickly still leaving a life like figure.
 * The craftsmen in aincient egyptusually trained as skilled labourers. They were often well-respected in the community and had a comfortable lifestyle. Yet every craftsman's lifestyle and social standing depended on the quality of his skills and experience. even though some craftsmen had more difficult lives than others.”


 * While mummys were being wraped priests would read beliefs and spells to the person being burried to keep him or her safe during their journey to their afterlife.