The next morning, we were summoned into the courtyard were we were each given chores to do. Heather was given the task of sweeping the floor while Ivana was given the task of sweeping much to her dismay. I was tasked with reading the seven scrolls of childbirth and why it's important to know the reasons why I'm bringing my child to this world. I consider the whole thing a chore to be quite honest.
I love reading, I can read a lot but when it involves ten paragraphs telling me why it is very important to breathe deep during labor as it allows us to be able to connect with the earth's soul and I swear if I had to read more about it, I was going to scream.
I adjusted myself on my math under a pink flowering tree whose petals quietly fell onto my lap as I held the fourth scroll in my hand and at the moment I was currently yawning while my eyes scanned the same sentence over and over again too tired to read anything else.
