Eva's+Stone+Age+Narrative

Neolithic Sheep (Sheeba) By Eva Shumaker I am so tired of walking, I wish I could just lie down for a while. No! I can’t and I won’t! I must keep moving or they will find me. But why would they want an old sheep like me? Maybe they just wanted my owner, but if that is true, I must go back and save him! But I am not that strong, and I am still only a sheep. But he has been so good to me these last few years. I should pay him back by saving him from these awful men. No, if I go back they might cut off my fur or even eat me. I can’t go, I must go to my babies. Poor Flee (my mother) has been watching them since the wicked men attacked. But I don’t even know where they are. Maybe I should call for them, “Bitsy, Lion! Flee! Where are you?” Oh please, how stupid of me, that will never work. There must be one thousand places they could have gone. And look, I’m going crazy, I’m talking to myself! All right, here is what I will do first. Stop panicking, the bad men will not find me out here. Second, I… oh my gosh! I just heard a coyote! What if he finds me? Then he will eat me! And then I will never get to see Bitsy or Lion ever again. But wait, what if that coyote finds Bitsy and Lion, then he will eat them and I still won’t be able to see them ever again. OK, I need to think about myself right now. Flee has good senses, so if a coyote attacks them, then she will take the kids and abandon whatever shelter they have and seek safety. First, I need to find a shelter. Oh so tired I think my hooves are going to fall off any second, and I think my ears have frost bite. Oh Look! A Cave! Hooray! I am walking towards the entrance of the cave. Brrr it’s so cold I think a mountain of snow is developing on my head. Maybe I should shake my head. Nah I’m too tired and I’m almost at the cave. Maybe I should think of what to do when I get to the cave, well I will need to find a comfortable spot to lie down. Then I will force my eyes to rest and try to get some sleep. I will need to rest so that I have energy in the morning to find Bitsy, Lion and Flee. Yawn – Stretch –I woke up early today and trotted to the entrance of the cave. Looking down into the valley, I could see the village. At first I noticed nothing unusual, until I realized that there was no smoke rising into the air. That could mean two things. Because there were no fires cooking food, the bad men could have captured our villagers, or the villagers were trying make the village look uninhabited so that the bad men would not return. It hurt me too much to look at this sight, so I turned around and scurried off into the forest. I suddenly stopped and looked up. I was standing under an apple tree. I was very hungry and so I did a head butt to the trunk of the tree in hopes of knocking a few apples to the ground. Success! There were plenty of apples that fell to the ground. They smelled delicious and so I ate my fill right then and there. Going without food all day yesterday, the apples tasted more wonderful than usual. After my meal, I went looking for water. On my way out of the forest I came across Bitsy and Lion munching on grass just a few dozen yards from the trail. I ran to meet them. They were so happy to see me. I asked them where Flee had gone to and they motioned towards a stream that could be seen from the trail. I galloped towards the stream and in a few moments I could see the familiar face of my mother, Flee. I was so happy to be reunited with my family again. We all drank the fresh water from the stream and ate the crispy grass. We even went back to the apple tree I had found in the forest for a second treat. We lived the rest of our days in the shelter of the cave above the village, eating crispy apples, munching on fresh grass and enjoying the cool water of the stream.