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= **Viking Community Life Vikings at home & Family Life** =

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This is a simple picture of a girls life in the time of the Viking. My life is quite different to this graph for many reasons. Like others girls/kids these days, we all go to school. After school finishes we go home and have our own time. The Viking girls here help their mother out alot. My normal day includes waking up and going to school. Unlike the Viking girls, they help their mothers make breakfast/food. After their breakfast, they start spinning wool at the loom. Spinning wool is a big part of a Viking girls life. Viking girls spend several hours a day doing this, just like how us kids go to school. After school I go home, I am always forced to do my chores and help my mum cook. Soon after the dinner is prepared, I don't eat but go into my room and start my homework, if there is any.. but somehow, I always seem to get distracted. When homework is finished I go and run on the treadmill for 30 miutes usually, but I also get distracted during it somehow. After running, I go in and take a shower. At this time, it should be about 10:00. And thats when i go in my room, turn up my music to the max and just chill out and relax. About 1 hour and a half later, I go to bed and turn on my T.V. Thats when I start drifting off into my world of asian dramas. My peaceful and relaxing world, the only place where I enjoy my hobby the most, watching asian dramas. During all this, Viking girls are either sewing, cooking or weaving, as it says in the graph. Viking girls usually enjoy the stuff they do but I'm sure I wouldn't enjoy sewing or weaving, or even spinning wool beacause they all seem difficult. I'm just not that type of girl that do that kind of stuff.

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== Design  I have just been captured by some barbarians, or so I think they are, to this upside down world. Here, its all different to the world I live in today. The beings here don't actually dress in clothes. Its a kind of cloth, a thing like rags that is pinned with a brooch. I have no idea what they are say or what they plan to do with me but I don't seem to see any of my kind around here. I'm scared and don't know what to do. Well, theres actually nothing to do in cage, or box, or something like that. I just remember going to Europe for a holiday and somehow, I opened my eyes and there were these two beings dragging me along the village-like place. And then I get locked up in here. Its dark, and I here muttering.. they must guarding in case I try to run away. But I'm asmart girl, I remain silent and calm. theres nothing worse then fearing and thinking negatively about what will happen to you. Its been ages, I've stayed quiet and remained calm. I still dont' hear or see anything. I'm just getting tired and reallly, really bored. What about food, the only thing I've been hearing for the last hour is my stomache. I'm so hungry yet there is nothing to eat, well actually I can't see anything to have eaten anyway. Slowly I drift off to sleep.. My right eye slowly lifted, its bright. The sun is shinging brightly into my eye. I looked around, it looked as if I was in an abandoned counttry-side-village-type sort of thing. I saw something move at the corner of my eye, I tried to get up. I can't get up. I'm tied together with an old rope. Oh, and there my stomache goes again. I'm now starving and if I don't get to eat something soon, I feel like I might as well go and die. Its that being agai, the one that dragged me here in the first place. Now that I look closer, it is not actually a being but Ithink a human being from another country or time. I'm sure that they're from another time, I mean look at what they're wearing and.. mm.. That smells really good. I quickly took a glance aroung the area that I am in at the moment. A few small houses, absolutetly poorly man-made. But quite ok for the people here. I mean they actually don't look that smart, just a bit scary. Ok maybe really scary, I see them treating me ok, not like other humans being treated in the movies that I usually watch. His approaching me, with that look too, its getting more scarier for me by the secod but I guess I'm ok, as long as my head is not going to get chopped off and fed to wild animals. Whats he doing, Oh he is just untying the rope for me. I guess these people are ok after all. But what am I doing here in the first place. I think they're escorting me into a house, one on each side. Oh, could you smell that? How could they not have any facial reactions, it smells delicious! But how am I going to escape this place. Its not where I belong, not where I should be and definitely not where I want to be. I'm sat down infront of a table on a wooden stool-like thing but the two guys are still side-by-side to me. Well, it not like I'm going to escape or anything, or maybe I would but I don't dare do anything wrong in an unknown place like this. Oh, I am served a bowl of soup or stew. Should I eat it, does it have poison. I'm not so sure, and so I sit there. I didn't dare to do anything. One of the guys pushed the bowl of stew towards me, i stared at it, and then stard at him. Its not that it didn't look good, I just wasn't so sure if I wanted to eat it. But I guess from the looks of his face, I had to eat even if I didn't want to. Aah, that stew was the best thing since my grandma's chicken. What now, I have just realized that the two guys have gone and disappeared, and that the lady that made the stew was sitting opposite me and is staring wildly at me. I followed her out and we went into this shed thing. We sat down and she said these things that I couldn't really understand. Although she showed me with her arms and made moements and gesture but I still couldn't get what she was saying.Finally she showed me and I finally got what she was talking about. It was sewing. I actually don't know how to sew so I just followed what she had done. I can't get it right. Its so difficult to do and yet look how fast she's actually going. She Scowled at me for stuffing up the fabric. I guess I just have to sit here and watch what shes doing then. Hours later I am really bored and absolutey tired. I mean how can she do this for hours nonstop and not get tired. At least her fingers should get tired.. I'm really tired now. So I slowly drift off to sleep again.. ==