Thursday, December 15, 2011

13 Silhouette St.

13 Silhouette St.
Part 1
Brittany Lupus lived on this street in a large, most of the time plain, house. But today it wasn’t quaint.  It was ominous, for today was Halloween.  Brittany was in her room, pulling on her costume.  This year, Brittany was a Barn Owl.  She was wearing a long, itchy, fancy white speckled dress with a mask to match.  It had white tissue paper shaped in a heart for the center, but the rim was lined with light brown.
Brittany’s mom passed her the candy bucket, and she fled out the door, joining up with her two best friends, Hannah Forte and Kevin Bellum.  Standing next to him was his little brother, Aidan Bellum.  “Where’s Alex Forte?”  Brittany asked.  “Oh, he’s inside, getting into his costume.  You’ll LOVE it!”  Hannah exclaimed.
“Brittany, wait up!”  called Brittany’s sister, Alisha.   “Oh, hi guys!  I’m a black cat.  Kevin, where’s Grace?”  “Inside.  She’s a dancer.”
“Let’s get going!”  Said Alex, dressed up like Harry Potter.  All the children raced down the street, not missing one house.  When they had visited all the houses, Brittany stated, “If we cut through the forest in your backyard, Kevin, I think we could save loads of time.”  “Yeah, let’s do that!  We could get more candy, faster!” said Kevin excitedly.
Everyone seemed to be up for the plan, so they walked, with their bags full of candy, all the way up to the edge of the forest.  “Wow, its dark in there!” Aidan said, shaking.  “Come oooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnn!  Let’s go!” Brittany boldly said, but she wouldn’t be courageous for long.  As they tromped inside, Brittany, Alisha and Kevin began to hear voices.  “So, how long till this forest begins…Oh, I mean ends?”  Alisha fearfully inquired.  “I’m beginning to get cold…Brrrrrrrrr!”  “I hear voices, Brittany,” Kevin said.  “You guys all told me NOT to be scared and now you are!” Aidan stated, and everyone understood what he meant.
“Come on, scaredy-cats, it’s not scareeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!  Run!” Alex Forte screamed.  A ghost had brushed his cheek. “Look!  Werewolves!”  Hannah yelled.  Thirteen Werewolves, fangs bared, encircled the group.  Kevin pulled out his sharp pocket knife and heroically stabbed the largest of them, but he only aggravated it.  Alisha attempted to run out of the forest, but she tripped on a root and fell.  A burly Werewolf came up to her and bit her.  Brittany and Kevin hurled themselves upon it and beat it up.  Soon, it had enough and ran away, calling the others over.
“I’ve had enough of these tricks!  I just want to go back home!” Aidan said.  “Well then, let’s leave; we can go to my house and rest.” A worn out Brittany said.  So they streaked through the forest like a dart, and didn’t stop until they saw Grace Bellum.  “Alisha looks sick.  Is she ok?”  Grace asked, worried.  “Oh, yes!  Alisha received a bite from a Werewolf.  I think she’ll be fine, though she might only turn into a Werewolf on full moons,” stated Brittany.  “Let’s go inside.  Grace, you can come in.”
As the children reached the front door, a girl said hi to them.  “Lily!  Hhhow arrre youuu?” Hannah stuttered, still shocked.  “I’m just great!  Brittany, Miss Lupus is so kind; she gave me five pieces of candy, see?”  Lily held up five Dum Dums.  “Come inside, Lily.  You don’t have to, but it would be fun,” said Brittany sweetly.  “I would love to come!”
Once the group came inside, Brittany led them upstairs to her room.  Kevin Bellum flung himself upon her bed, and sat there, panting.  “Hey, I like your room!” Lily exclaimed.  “Mine is so…boring.”  “Is it ok if I check out your closet, Brittany?” Alex Forte inquired.  “Sure, but it’s not amazing.”  Alex stepped inside, and closed the sliding door.  “It’s so small comp…” Alex stated, but nobody understood his last few words, because they were fading away.  Aidan shoved the door aside, and asked, “Where is he?”  Behind him, Hannah shrieked.  Alisha strode over, weak from her experience with the Werewolves.  “He really isn’t there!”  she said mutedly.  “This is the worst Halloween ever!” Hannah cried, about to fall apart.

Part 2
A few days later…
Brittany tossed and turned in her bed.  Visions of ghosts flashed through her mind.  She forced herself to wake up, thinking that otherwise she would do nothing but sleep the entire day.  It was a Saturday, and Brittany couldn’t wait to play outside with her friends. She got ready quickly, (by now everyone was already awake) dashed down the steps, ate a bowl of Cheerios, and skipped out the door.  (By now everyone was already awake)
“Hey, Brittany, maybe we could have a lemonade and snack stand.  It’s hot enough!” Aidan suggested, eyes swelling with excitement.  Mr. Bellum considered that a good idea, and brought out all the necessary supplies, including Gatorade.  “You don’t need to sell any snacks,” Mr. Bellum firmly stated, to Aidan’s disappointment.  Five minutes in, and the two had already sold three cups!  Then Kevin Bellum and Alisha came out and offered to help.
That was when Nick Avoco set up a lemonade and CANDY stand.  Then it became a competition to see who could make the most money.  Nick kept coming over and saying that his stand was better, and that he was going to make more money.  His attitude was all over the place.  Then Brittany left to get a sip of water.  When she came back, all of their money was gone!  Brittany asked Kevin if anyone had stolen it, but they said no!  This must have been by the same creatures that captured Alex.
“Kevin, let’s leave to search the forest,” Brittany seriously said.  “Yeah.”  Brittany ran back to her house and grabbed a huge bug catcher.  She walked up to the forest’s edge and trudged on.
“What are we looking for anyway?” Kevin asked.  “The money, Alex Forte, and the creatures,” Brittany stated.  They had merely been walking for ten minutes when Kevin whispered to Brittany that there was something invisible and lightweight on his shoulder.  “Stand still.  I’ll swipe it right off your shoulder.”  Brittany gracefully caught the creature inside the bug catcher and placed a metal divider inside the catcher, so that they could catch more monsters.  “I will give it some plum bits.  I brought some in my pocket,” Kevin said happily, “We caught one!”  “Just feed it the plum.  Now!” Brittany mumbled through her teeth.  Kevin fed the plum in through the hole, and they waited.  After ten minutes, Brittany protested, “I think you were imagining something on your shoulder.  This is ridiculous.  I’m leaving this place!”
Once at her home, Brittany formed a list:
1. Form a hypothosis.
2. Ask the neighbors.
3. Find some proof.
4. Search the house.
5. Do NOT give up!  
Part 3
“Hey, that guy’s creepy!  I’ve never seen him before!” stated Kevin.  A tall black-haired man with green eyes had just strolled by the house.  He was wearing a top hat, what he does every day.  “Nobody wears top hats anymore, they are outdated!” Kevin argued.  “Kevin, have you seen the new family that just moved in down the street?  Maybe they have something to do with this.”
Just a few moments later, the two were walking down the street to the new family’s house.  Brittany rang the doorbell.  A boy about her age stepped out.  “Hi, I’m Dan.  Hey, I know you!  You’re Kevin and you’re Brittany.”  “Dan, it’s great to meet you!  We were wondering if you could, uh, come outside and, er, play?” Brittany said.  “Yeah, sure!”
“Dan, have you been playing tricks on us?”  Brittany inquired.
“No.”
“Did you sneak into my house?”
“Brittany, of course I didn’t.  I don’t even know where you live!”
“Well, ok.  Kevin, I’ll stay here while you gather some other witnesses.  Hurry!”
Soon, Kevin had gathered no less than twenty people.  “Who’s that girl?” Brittany whispered to Kevin.  “Oh, I’m Maxi.  I don’t play outside often.  My dad is Fred Heatherwell, a lawyer; he likes top hats.”  “Oh, him.  Brittany and I saw him earlier today,” Kevin stated, not saying what he thought.  Brittany began questioning Mrs. Forte, Lily’s mother.
“Have you been in the forest recently?”
“No, Brittany, but I have seen some odd activity.”
Well tell us.   We trust you.  You helped us with the Mystery of the lost Kevin.
“Well, uuuuuhhhh, there was a…there has been some odd activity nearrrrrr theeeee forest!  I saw some, eeerrrr, kids, no, monsters with hundreds of arms and whole fields offffff… man eating dragonflies!” At this point, Brittany looked over and saw Kevin.  “You are supposed to take notes,” she said.  “That night, I went to bed and- yes, that’s a great idea- a ghost floated in through my window, aaannnnndddd…
“Miss Forte, just tell us the truth!” Kevin interrupted.
“Ok, the truth is that I never saw anything, and I only said that because I didn’t want you thinking it was me!” Miss Forte exclaimed.
“We would never think that about you.  You are always innocent,” Brittany said, shocked.
The children continued to search, but there were no witnesses.  “This is hopeless,” Brittany cried.
Part 4
Brittany sulked on her bed.  How could they ever find Alex? She walked over to her closet, and went inside.  Maybe there was a door that opened into the wall, and someone had pulled Alex through it.  If there was one, it must be well hidden.  Brittany felt around on all the walls and the floor.  There wasn’t one.  Suddenly, a door in the ceiling swung open. “Aha!” Brittany launched herself up onto the metal shelf, hoping that it would support her weight.  She then slithered in, and closed the door.
There was an abrupt left turn down a hallway that was dimly lit.  Brittany crawled on her hands and knees, noting the dust and strange noises.  Suddenly, the floor turned downward.  Brittany stared at a large spiraling slide, crept onto it, and let herself go.  It seemed that the slide never ended!  Finally, her feet hit the floor with a squish.  There was mud everywhere!  It was layered so thickly that Brittany’s feet couldn’t even touch solid ground.  Here, the ceiling was higher, so Brittany did not have to crawl.  She slowly made her way through the oozy mud.  Soon, Brittany approached a door. She cautiously opened it, and stepped out.  She was in a cave, and rubies were everywhere.  There was a large window ahead of her, and she peered out of it.  It showed a steep cliff.  The window swung open, leading to a flimsy deck.  Brittany stepped out upon it, enjoying the fresh air.  She leaned against the railing, and it completely fell off! Brittany screamed for help.  Not far down the cliff, Brittany noticed a small rope next to her.  She grabbed it and was hoisted up.
Part 5
“Alisha!  Kevin!  How did you get down here?!”
“We followed you,” Alisha said, “I went inside and got a drink.  I heard you going into your closet, so I peeked inside.  When I saw a secret door, I got Kevin immediately.”  “Alisha, Kevin, I came in here looking for Alex.  Have you seen him?”  “No,” Alisha and Kevin said in unison.
“Guys, it’s getting dark.  We should get back home, and search for him tomorrow,” Kevin implied.  Kevin led the team away from the cliff, and back to the neighborhood.
Before she opened the door, Brittany found a disturbing note on the doorknob.  It read:
Damnavi Alexus.  Eris necatum, Appiaria.
Brittany tore it off, unaware for she did not know its meaning.  She got ready for bed, and fell asleep dreaming about the note.
Brittany awoke to a heavy thunderstorm.  Lightning flashed, cutting through the regular stillness of the night.  She got up, and strolled over to her window.  She saw a shadowy figure sitting on the sidewalk.  Brittany couldn’t resist investigating, so she slipped on her rain boots and coat.  She shivered in the cold, wet presence of the outside.  Brittany crept towards the person, to catch her by surprise.  “Who are you?” Brittany sternly demanded.  “It’s Maxi.”  Said a high pitched voice.  “Bye-bye!”  Brittany’s vision went black.

Part 6: The crux of the matter
Someone was shaking Brittany.  She opened her eyes to discover that everyone was staring at her.  “Are you ok?” Lily questioned.  Brittany nodded, and got to her knees shakily.  She was ravenous!  “Guys, my watch says that it’s 10:24am.  I’m gonna go eat,” Brittany said.
After her late breakfast, Brittany was outside again, but of course she had changed clothes and brushed her teeth.  “This is it.  The big catastrophe is ending NOW!  We have to find Alex!  He could be starving out there in the forest or something!  By the way, Maxi was the one who knocked me out.  She is pure EVIL!  Maxi has to do with this, I’m sure,” Brittany said, sternly.
The detectives made their way to the cliff.  “He’s probably hidden deep in the cliff,” Brittany thought out loud.  Brittany tied a rope around her body like a harness, and handed the other end to her friends.  She slowly crept down the sheer rock.  At the base of the cliff, she started scaling back up.  No, Alex had not been seen. Brittany was about to search another spot when she remembered the note.  “I forgot to tell you, but this note was taped to my door yesterday.  Hannah, I need you to help me decipher it.”
Brittany turned on her computer and looked up codes.  Maybe the code was written in Spanish.  Nope… maybe Greek...  no, it wasn’t written in Greek.  Finally, Brittany found a Latin translator.  She typed:
Damnavi Alexus.  Eris necatum, Appiaria.
“Oh my!” Brittany inhaled.  It was translated as: I punished Alex.  You will be killed, Brittany.  “Hannah, let’s run!”
Once back with her friends, Brittany told them about the note, and explained that maybe the criminal had released Alex.  “But I still think we should search for him,” she stated.
So they spread out.  Hannah and Kevin were together, Aidan and Lily were on a team, (to Lily’s disappointment) and Brittany and Alisha would search with each other.
Afterwards, all the teams were supposed to meet in the cul-de-sac. But when team 1, Hannah and Kevin, did not, Brittany returned to them.
Together again, Brittany peered down into a capacious hole.  “We were digging when our shovels hit something hollow.  I dusted away all the dirt and saw a door.  We pried it open, and there was Alex, gagged,” Kevin said.  Brittany still spotted Alex, looking up at them.   She jumped into the hole, and tore off his gag.  “Who did this to you?” She said, worry flooding her voice.  Alex replied, “It was Maxi, Dan, and a tall black-haired man. Last week, when I was in your closet, Brittany, someone grabbed me by my arm and pulled me into the ceiling.”  When Alex stopped, he pointed to the little dents on his arm. “I was dragged through a tunnel, and pushed down a slide. Then, I heard a female’s voice urging me to “Get a move on it!”  I was shoved into a room with extremely high ceilings.  My captor opened a door that led to this shabby hut.  I walked inside and turned around to see who was doing this to me.  When I saw Dan, Maxi and that man, Dan hit me upside the head and gagged me.”
Brittany rushed to Maxi’s house, and rang the doorbell.  To her greatest surprise, both Maxi and Dan answered.  “You two are criminals, and so is your dad, Maxi!”  Brittany smirked at them, and pulled out her phone, dialing the police.
Minutes later, the police arrived on the scene.  He interviewed them, then handcuffed the trio and put them in the back seat.  “You know, these three have committed other crimes.  We have a reward out for them.  I’ll give you eight hundred dollars for ‘em,” the kind police man stated.  He gave her eight hundred dollars, just enough for everyone on the team each to get one hundred dollars!
Before the police man closed the back door, Dan spoke up. “I was that ghost that brushed Alex’s cheek, ya know.  I’m sorry, Brittany.”  “Those werewolves you saw were actually my dogs.  I have so many because my dad breeds dogs, and I secretly stole the money,” Maxi guiltily admitted. “Why does your dad wear a top hat?  I know that’s an odd question,” Brittany asked.  “He keeps a gun up there, and a rat, just to scare people,” Maxi sighed.  “I’m sorry too.  I captured Alex because I didn’t like you.”
Then the police man shut the door, hopped into his car, and drove off.  Brittany sprinted to her friends and gave them each their designated amount of money.
The next morning, Brittany went to fetch the newspaper. She deeply inhaled, discovering that  on the front page was an Ipad 2 advertisement, and an article titled NEIGHBORHOOD CHILDREN SAVE THE DAY!
Beneath it was a photo of the young detectives.  Brittany smiled.
-Bella Dortch
 2011-11-15
   

13 Silhouette St. 
Bella Laney Dortch



Rabbit
The rabbit bounds about the lawn.
She nibbles at clover here and there.
Slowly making her way back to her babies.
They embrace each-other in their hole,
Hippity-hoppity
Hoppity-hippity
Hippity
Hippity
Hop.
Momma comes back home to her children.
Their bulging eyes are wide open.
Little bodies shiver and shake.
Yet the furry brown monsters know when mom is near,
Hippity-hoppity
Hoppity-hippity
Hippity
Hippity
Hop.
Mom is winded but children are content.
She brings them out to run around.
With a leap their small legs start.
These petite creatures are full of energy,
Hippity-hoppity
Hoppity-hippity
Hippity
Hippity
Hop.
The rabbit is made to please.
Every Easter it comes to delight children.
Mamma’s babies are like a living toy to her.
Rabbit’s are beautiful animals of grace,
Hippity-hoppity
Hoppity-hippity
Hippity
Hippity
Hop.
Mom rabbit is pleased with herself.
She has no need to lose weight.
Her children are perfect gifts from heaven,
Hippity-hoppity
Hoppity-hippity
Hippity
Hippity
Hop.
-Bella D.   2011-12-14
Leopard
The sun sinks low in the blood-stained sky.
The scrubby trees silhouette it.
Creeping, waiting for prey,
Pitter-patter
Patter-pitter
Pitter
Pitter
Pat.
The freckled coat ripples in a graceful, yet dangerous way.
The snarl he wears is a keep-away sign.
Those muscular legs are a match for a lion.
He takes great care of his apparel,
Pitter-patter
Patter-pitter
Pitter
Pitter
Pat.
He never runs out of energy.
He can run like the wind.
Once he’s there.
He’s somewhere else,
Pitter-patter
Patter-pitter
Pitter
Pitter
Pat.
A leopard controls the population.
In a month it can go from 50 to 15.
If too many creatures were living they’d overrun the earth.
That is the leopard duty,
Pitter-patter
Patter-pitter
Pitter
Pitter
Pat.
The leopard knows he is handsome.
Those perfect rings on the sandy uniform.
Your fur is wanted for coats everywhere.
The tiger does not compare to you,
Pitter-patter
Patter-pitter
Pitter
Pitter
Pat.
-Bella D. 2011-12-15

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Romans 12:15

What is time?  When you look at a clock, you see the time.  There is a time for everything.  There is even a time for things you do not enjoy doing.     
An animal that rejoices when others rejoice and mourns when others mourn is a mockingbird.  Some of their calls are gloomy, others bright and cheery.  Another is a Chameleon; they know when to change their colors.  They aren’t bright orange on a green leaf.  Chameleons know God’s timing.  As do the Saguaro Cacti, only at night do their precious flowers open.  You would never catch a Saguaro Cactus with its flowers open in daylight.
When I look for an example of time in nature, I think of a bear.  Every year, around the same time, the bear settles down to sleep for several months.  This is their instinct.  The sun also knows timing, it knows when to rise and set.  The sun doesn’t rise at 3pm and set at 5am, God created it to rise and set at around the same timeframe each day.
 Do YOU know timing?  Peter, one of Jesus’ disciples didn’t exactly understand timing.  That’s okay, as humans, we naturally aren’t perfect.  Only one being is perfect and this being isn’t on earth, He dwells in the skies.  Only God is perfect.
One way that you know timing is important is how early you learn it.  It is as important as learning how to eat and sleep.  From a young age, you are required to know time.
 A teacher of mine recently read from the book of Ecclesiastes.  Of everything that she could have read, she read about time, showing me the parallel verse to Romans 12:15.  It is:  There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven… –Ecclesiastes 3:1


Listen and wait for God’s timing.  It is always perfect.  If you try to do things alone, nothing turns out good.  The verse below elaborates upon this point.
Luke 3:23 (Notes) NIV
Don’t jump ahead-trust God’s timing.

















A Time


Rejoice with those who rejoice, mourn with those who mourn.
~Romans 12:15



























He Loves Us

Whenever a dove lands in a tree,
I think of my Savior, Jesus,
He died for me, he so loved me,
And He loves all the rest of us.
When a rainbow shines so bright,
I think of God’s promise to Noah’s family,
To never flood the Earth, day and night,
And He keeps true to his promises, see?
When the lamb comes prancing by,
I think of all of Jesus’ names,
And they make me want to fly,
Spreading the word about Jesus’ fames!

-Bella Laney Dortch  Oct.15th, 2011

Sparta and Athens

If I were to ask you to tell me all you knew about Greece, you would probably name a handful of Greek Gods, where Greece is on the map and a couple cities, and nothing more.  What you are missing is their daily life, how they fight war, their education, etc.  This essay reveals that, and much more.
Athens and Sparta are worlds apart, but not literally.  Athens is a beautiful city-state that is into the arts, well established, and civilized.  Sparta, on the other hand, is cruel.  Even though women can own a business, learn to read and write, and have many other privileges, Spartans don’t respect human life.    
Athens
Athenians believed in all the Greek Gods.  They were Aphrodite, Athena, Zeus, Hera, Hephaestus, Apollo, Hermes, Artemis, Ares, Hestia, Poseidon, Hades and Demeter.  These are only each of the Gods that have a throne.  I did not list the Minor Gods.  Out of all of the Greater Gods, Athens mainly worshipped Athena, goddess of wisdom and war.  Her symbols are the owl, olive tree and armor.  She had long, flowing, dark brown hair with storm cloud gray eyes.
Religion was very important to Athens.  Athena and her symbols came up everywhere!  Even on the back of the Athenian coin was the sign of the owl!  In fact, Athena was so important to Athens that they built an immense statue of her near her temple, the Parthenon, not to be confused with the Panthenon.  It was built out of gold, and many gifts were laid at her feet.  Citizens of Athens adored Athena.
Athenians lived an easy life.  Why?  Well, they had so much time because slaves did all their work.  Because these slaves worked so hard, the Athenians could do whatever they wanted.  Go to the bathhouse (More of a pool) to take a bath, shop in the market for food and toys.  Most of the time, the slaves went to the market, in place of the masters, because, like I said earlier, slaves did all the work.   But boys could not do whatever they pleased.  They had to go to school.  Their school is different from ours.  They learned music, poems, reading and writing.  Toward the middle of the day, the boys would exercise.  They became tough by racing each other.  This made Athens extremely famous in Greece.  Because of their agility, the Athenians won the Olympics.  Even tough, Spartan boys, were not a match. 
Now, these schools did not have roofs.  They were completely open.  This kept the Athenian citizens to stay healthy.  They enjoyed open air, and could not be torn away from this life.
Another activity the Athenians loved was Drama.  No women could act in these shows, so males would have to play all the female parts.  If there was a part where a character had to fly, they lifted you up on a pole.  These shows were very popular.     
Women, though, learned at home.  They learned how to maintain a household, cook, clean, and other chores.  They could not go anywhere without their husband’s permission.  Women were expected to look over the family while the husbands were away.
Athens fought in many wars.  These are two of them:  The Trojan War and the Peloponnesian War.  The Trojan War started when Paris awarded Aphrodite the Apple of Beauty.  She had promised him the most beautiful wife in the world, although Helen was already married.  So Athens built a large wooden horse.  They rolled it to Troy, with the stealthy men inside.  The Trojans thought the horse a gift for them, so they dragged it inside.  In the middle of the night, the warriors jumped out and kidnapped Helen, claiming her for Paris.
The Peloponnesian War was divided into three separate parts.  In the first, Archidamus, leader of the Spartans, tried everything to make Athens surrender.  But the Navy was just too strong.  The second was arranged by strategic Nicias, but, like Archidamus, he failed. In the third part, Sparta fought hard.  They were vicious, and after all these tries, Athens fell under Spartan rule.
Sparta
Sparta also worshipped the twelve Major Gods.  But they mainly worshipped Artemis.  In Sparta, she is extremely cruel.  But in Athens, the only thing that people have to offer her are their toys, and only when they no longer want them.  The Spartans feared Artemis.  They feared her so much that they created Artemis Victors.  These men were randomly chosen to take Artemis’ beatings.  They were whipped and tortured for a Goddess that doesn’t even exist.
Spartans enjoyed pottery.  At their peak, Spartans were producing beautiful sculptures out of ivory and metal.  They also produced drinking cups, plates, bowls and jars for olive oil, or water.  The Spartans (what do you know) created poetry.  They wrote it about war, and other things going on in their daily life.  The Spartans had farmers, called helots, who supplied them with fruit and vegetables and other foods.  The Spartans also enjoyed drama, likewise the Athenians.
The Spartans took boys away from their families to be trained in war when they were only seven.  The boys learned their battle positions and memorized Homer’s poems.  They hunted animals, wrestled and learned how to wield a weapon.  They gathered reeds each day for their bed, and were not fed much.  After time, these boys became very tough, and were able to withstand much.  There is a tale that once, a Spartan boy stole a fox from a neighbor.  He was going to eat it, because he was ravenous.  The guards spotted him, and he hid the fox under his shirt.  Although it was biting him, he showed no signs, and was able to eat it!
If I could choose which city I would live in, I would choose Athens.  Even though women have more of a say in Sparta, I would not want to live in a city where they do not respect life.  Where would YOU want to live?
-Bella Dortch  Oct.17th, 2011-10-18



Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Nala the Wild Child -Nala’s travel journal 
When I stepped onto the deck of the Two If by Sea, I recognized that there was a long journey ahead of me.  But I tried to put that depressing thought behind me.  I would just care about this very moment.  I concentrated on the stepped pyramids, the caring man leading his camel to a distant oasis.
As soon as the ship departed, I dashed to my cabin.  I was not stunned by what I saw.  Inside was a small rope hammock with a leather blanket carelessly tossed over it.  In the corner was a good-sized washstand with a helpless photo of a house above it.  This was much different than my luxurious retreat in Alexandria.   Well, I thought, it will do.  I sat on the hammock and, though it was not time, fell quickly asleep.
Indiko, the kind captain, awakened me by calling me up.  As soon as I set foot outside, he pointed towards a black lump in the distance.  But as my eyes adjusted to Ra’s precious beams, I saw a lengthy workshop.  Upon closer inspection, I saw an abundance of workshops, and factories!  “That is Memphis,” said Indiko.  Then he pointed at a temple, and murmured something incomprehensible in Egyptian.  My eyes immediately blocked out everything except the temple. At that moment, Indiko said, “That is the temple of Ramses.”  It had many pillars, and was made out of dazzling white granite.  It was likely to be three times larger than our ship.
After I was finished staring at the immense temple, I attempted to access my room, but Indiko stopped me.  “Come with me to my cabin, Nala, you look like Set has laid his gnarled hands on you!”  I reluctantly followed him to a large wooden room.  As Indiko pushed aside a simple white curtain, my ka almost floated out of my body.  A capacious room it was, with large sea-sprayed windows.  The entire circumference of the room was covered with Egyptian maps.  Some were frayed and old, or crisp and new.  Some depicted lands I didn’t even recognize!  Indiko led me to a table, and ushered me to sit down.  After sitting, he started,   “Once there was a wealthy young trader who lived in Saqqara, but had traveled to Thebes, trading his wares.  He made good money, and was extremely popular.  One hot day, a portly old man, Set, came to examine his wares.  He said, “I would like that red crown, but have no money with me.  Please hold it for me.”  The young man put the diadem beside his feet.  The next customer asked for a red crown also.  The man gave him the red diadem, and at that moment Set struck him down.  It is said that at night, you can hear the man’s ka floating through Thebes, wailing.”  I shivered.  “May I be excused to my room?”  “Yes.”
That night, a vicious storm belched me out of my hammock, and hitting the cold, scratched floor really woke me up.  At first, my false belief that I rolled myself off of my hammock had satisfied me.  But one glance out my tiny, circle window proved me wrong.  “Son of Set!”  The water of the Nile, usually calm, was biting the side of the boat, spraying my window with froth.  Deciding to see if Indiko was ok, I grabbed my cloak; dashed up the steps and onto the deck.  “Nala?” asked Indiko.  “Yes, it’s me.  Are you ok?”  Indiko grunted.  Why was it that he was sometimes timid, or sometimes bold?   I looked up into the face of Nut, barely visible.   Receding to my small room, I fell asleep.
In the morning, I went to the washstand, and splashed cool water upon my face.  After the cook brought in my fruit and warm milk, I left the washstand.   Consuming my fruit and slightly curdled milk,   I glanced out my window.  I spotted a pyramid standing strong, rising out of the dust.  That must be the Great Pyramid.  I ran to the deck, took a deep breath of the sandy air, and coughed.  “By Amon, be careful, maiden!” Indiko said.  Shrugging it off, I saw another pyramid, slightly smaller, and next to it was the Great Sphinx.  I inhaled deeply because one of my greatest dreams was to actually see it!  When I was a child, a long time ago, mother had told me I would never get to see it, but here it was.  “Yes, that is the Great Sphinx.  Its head and body were carved out of one block of limestone.  It is said that his head is that of Khafre,” Indiko stated.  I stared at the pyramids, and then flew downstairs to my room.
  I plopped down on my hammock, and noticed the edge of a Hounds and Jackals game protruding from under the washstand.  At that moment, the cook came in to deliver my small evening meal.  She started for the door, but my interruption stopped her.  “Would you like to play Hounds and Jackals?” I asked her.  “Yes, ma’am,” her voice was high and smooth.  It was an involving game, but she proved herself to be better than me, and then she left the room.  I lay down upon my hammock.
When I woke in the morning, it was early, for Ra had not finished his tedious trip through the Underworld.  On deck, the cool air welcomed me.   Watching Ra rise, my eyes noticed we were anchored for the first time.  I looked starboard and saw a large rigid rock.  But as Ra became brighter, I noticed what it was, and recognized it.  We were sailing past Beni Hasan!  Studying it closer, I saw that Beni Hasan was a rock, with rooms carved into it and firm iron gates.  Supposedly there were 32 rooms, actually tombs, in all.  Indiko then interrupted my dreaming, said hi, took up the anchor and we started our journey again.  I stared at Beni Hasan until it was out of sight, and then went downstairs to write, because I am and was a scribe.
After I wrote my fill, I laid down on my flimsy creaking hammock.  I missed my home, the high ceilings, fine furniture, and great tapestries.  My head was not near my gold headrest and intricately woven quilt.  But none of that mattered right now.
I stayed up long after Ra left that night, mainly gazing out of my small window.  I had seen nothing for the last hour.  But then, a seemingly everlasting wall popped out of nowhere.  No, not a wall… that was Deir el-Bahari!  I spotted the temples, the group of them.  Why was it that Thutmose’s temple was the smallest of the three.  I could not understand why.  It was said that part of Hatshepsut’s temple was built into the wall.  It would be cool to have a house like that.  Anyway, I couldn’t stay awake much longer, so I retreated to bed.
I was awakened by much clatter outside.  I ran on deck, and was shocked by what beauty I saw.  The Luxor temple, grand in appearance, was rising before me.  Its turrets pierced the sky, and its white walls reflected the face of Ra.  Why, it was even greater than Hatshepsut’s temple!  I must be in Thebes, a great trading city.  Running to my room, my feet thudded softly along.  I had snatched my large chests, slipped a heavy gold chain around my neck, and washed my face in a blink of an eye.  When arriving on deck, Indiko happily gestured me towards the wooden dock.  I waved bye, and then stepped onto firm land for the first time in many days.  My journey was over.
I headed to Anubis Street, my feet disrupting the dirt path.  I was soon at my mother’s house, the smallest house on the street.  When the door opened, I said, “Hello!” and stepped inside.
-Bella D.  Sep.5th, 2011