The Journey

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The Journey

        My name is Elsie Mcgregor; I live in the mountainous region in a little village of Ullswater. It’s a ravishing little place with a divine river which flows gracefully down to the foundations of the valley. This very river leads to the most beautiful place imaginable; this special place (which can only be seen in your wildest dreams) is Thirlspot. Thirlspot is an exquisite big pool of trickling mountain blessed water which flows off numerous rocks into the pool. Our whole tribe believe that this pool is sacred and so we do as much as we can to keep it clean as well as tidy. Amongst our tribe there is a belief that our ancestors and sacrificed spirits return to this pool, so in which case we go down to the pool every week to wash away our pitiful and bad sins.

        Behind the scenes of the pretty village we live there is severe work and commitment to keep it running, we really have to commit to the care and nature of our surroundings, every single member of the tribe has a individual role in which they must keep this seems to me really stupid as I’m more towards free easy living as I can be quite lazy.  

         My job is water collector and clothes washer these jobs were handed to me from my mother (god res her soul) I take these jobs with big responsibility as every single person in the tribe has a certain job which they take with real pride as our reputation.

         Our tribe is led by our big chief he rules the camp and gives us our jobs and things to do etc we have to follow what he says and we must address him really formally otherwise its classed as rude.

         We would do anything for are chief yet to this very day I still haven’t asked to do anything for him this makes me really sad as I wish I could do something just to prove to him that I respect him very much as I feel since my mother died everyone looks down at me as if im like some sort of wild child.

          Yet one has not given up hope I can tell you I know that sooner or later he will ask me to do something and ill be ready and waiting. So all I can do and sit and write in my diary. But don’t forget though that you are reading it so don’t you tell anyone what is written inside ok??

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Day 1:

       Its early morning and I arose nice and early to go and collect the water for breakfast. The whether is amazing it’s an attractive and clear day and the atmosphere around the camp is peaceful and calm. I slowly staggered my way down the beaten track to the well. This is my time to reflect on the things in my head.

       I enjoy collecting the water as I feel it’s my way of helping and showing that im just as good as everyone else. Shortly after the whole ...

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