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     The day of the festival, Andrew nearly jumped out of his seat when they announced that the class was going to the festival. When he got there, he was amazed. There were people showing how to make mini crossbows, how to build mini catapults, and many other amazing things! The first place he went to was the, “battle arena”. He wasn’t amused. The “instructors” were what looked like, a bunch of slobs in costumes. They looked like they hadn’t showered for weeks, forgot to shave, and obviously just did it for the money. Every time a new kid got in, the first strike would land on them. When Andrew was up, he had a little prank. He got in and started circling the slob, like a snake about to strike.
     Then, he hit the instructor in the bottom, spinning around dodging his strike easily. He swept down and did an upward thrust and purposely missing by an inch. Then the fat instructor swung sloppily in an overhand strike. Andrew parried it easily and thrust slowly enough so the instructor could parry it. Then, Andrew spun his sword around so the instructors sword dropped to the ground. He pointed his sword at the instructor’s neck, and applause was all around him.
     Another instructor stood up and walked to him. He said rather loud, “ where’d you learn to fight like that?!”
     “I taught myself” he replied as gasps filled the arena.
     “Well well, how about you have a round with me!”
     “Bring it on, old man” Andrew replied, full of confidence.
     “Ho ho, aggressive, aye?” the instructor replied.
     “Less talk, lets fight” Andrew replied, whirling his sword running towards the instructor. He unleashed a furry of overhand swings. The instructor blocked the attacks so easily, he didn’t even blink. Then he gave one overhand swing, Andrew barley parried it. He felt so much power in the blow he nearly dropped his sword. Then, almost full of confidence, unleashed his ultimate combo. He did the overhands, and the backhands, and the thrust. The instructor seemed to have a difficult time blocking the strikes. The instructor made a thrust, Andrew did a roll, and with a spark of confidence, did an overhand blow that slipped of the instructor’s sword and hit him.

Land Ho!

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It was a dark, cold night, the moon glistening on the lake. Andrew was slipping across the field, almost invisible to the eye. He was wearing a black cloak, to blend into the darkness. He slipped through the field over to his parents’ house. He had snuck out to practice his swordsmanship. Even though it was a wooden sword, he was a natural at sword fighting. He had developed his own style over the past few months. He was still perfecting his best combo of moves, a strike of numerous overhand and backhand cuts. Those were followed by a thrust, roll and a final overhand blow.

He climbed up the tree near his window to get to his room. Then he slipped into his covers and fell asleep. The next morning he woke to his brother jumping on top of him. He was yelling, “COME ON! GET UP! YOU’RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!”

He sleepily replied, “Come on, just a few more minutes, besides, doesn’t school start at 8:00 on Sundays?”

“It’s Monday you goofball! Dad’s waiting outside!” his brother replied..

Andrew got up, put on his clothes, and went to the car. He thought school was so boring; it would be more interesting if they had swordsmanship. Even though medieval times had passed, swords had fascinated him so much. As he got to school, he talked to his friends. Then the day passed by, as boring as ever, he had been doodling most of the classes. The one thing that caught his attention was a medieval festival coming up. He saw that there was sword fighting, horseback riding, and many other interesting things. The sword fighting said that if you beat one of the instructors, you got a lesson on swordsmanship. Andrew knew he wasn’t going to miss that..

By Stuart Murray (Grade 6)

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In class we were discussing the different layers of society in New Spain created under Spanish colonial rule.

Do you think this society was fair? Who benefited the most? Who got the worse deal? How come this was allowed?

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