We read an abridged version of Beowulf in school. Belle and Lucy wrote the story in their own words. Enjoy.
This happened in our yard today. Warning: a rooster was harmed in the making of the video.
I’ve got too many languages/alphabets in my head. I just had to look up the word “touch” to make sure I wasn’t writing “touché”
By lunchtime today I had visited a house where mourners gathered around a dead body, seen a man beat his wife in front of dozens of onlookers, and heard a man’s account of having shot a thief with an arrow. Even for Menya, that’s a lot for a morning.
Our house is infested with ants. Rather than feeling disgusted or annoyed, I just feel relieved that they aren’t the electro-nesters.