Day 59 Lockdown - My Mayan Myth

My Mayan Myth

Welcome to my blog! Today, I will be sharing with you a 2 part piece of schoolwork that my school set me. Enjoy!

There was once a family who bought a slave from a market in the centre of a city. He wasn't the first slave the family had bought; all the others had either run away or tried to harm their owner because of the way he treated them. However, this slave was special. He began his first day on a Monday where he was tasked to do 12 jobs in 30 minutes. They weren't easy jobs either; they were jobs like harvest all the crops and bake bread. When the slave heard the jobs, and the consequences, he merely smiled and said that at least the gods were on his side before he was slapped across the face with an eel. A family tradition with all the other slaves the family had owned. 

A few jobs later, the comedic slave heard a rustle in the bushes that he had just cleared behind him. He tiptoed over to them when he saw a giant and large lizard. The slave reached out to grab it before it scuttled away; the slave was mesmerized by it and dumbly he dropped his tools and pursued it. It took him over fields, down rivers, through dense forests and mini deserts before they came to a temple surrounded by fields of grain, pumpkins, orchards of apple trees and peaceful workers and worshipers to the god that was clearly the patron of seeds. The slave had come here once before for a sacrificial ceremony where he had sneakily escaped to a quiet room to worship the god Bolon Tz'akab. The god had taken a liking to him for leaving the ceremony to worship alone. The large lizard suddenly paused in front of a giant statue of the god tending to his wheat fields. From a door hidden behind the statue, a figure emerged with a vine of grapes and an apple. He told the slave that he had summoned him here to his temple. The god laid the food down in front of the slave and told him to eat. Little did the slave know that this was a challenge to prove if he was worthy of help; he needed help with stabalising the family that owned him.

That is the end of part1! Tune in tomorrow when I will treat you to parts 2 and 3 as I am behind on blogging!

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