Ye Olde Tale, Part II
But woe to those who didst sing praises and dance joyfully in the morning, for their joy wast turned to sorrow. Though Jenster, wife of Todd, son of Phillip, was gladdened in her heart as her children departed the conveyance of saffron from whence they came, she wast overcome with despair at the multitude of scrolls those in governance over the learned places deemed she should writ her name upon. Verily, the sorrow didst continue at the command Jenster, wife of Todd, son of Phillip, shouldst make haste to the market place and thereby give a goodly sum to the merchant in exchange for bindings with which to hold the scholarly scrolls and the tools with which to document the knowledge learned by her children. Yea, though she rent her clothing, donned sackcloth and covered her person with ashes, her mourning was turned back to joy for by the next time the sun didst rise much toiling wouldst be finished so she could then enjoy the fruits of her labor.
And so it was.
But how whilst the tale end??
happy first day of school.
Did someone eat Robin’s minstrels, because there WAS much rejoicing. 😉
LOL!And lo, she didst find that the merchants at the Wal Marketplace didst have parcels of twenty and four sticks of colourful wax for only twenty and two pence a parcel, and so she didst load up her basket with such, for one couldst never have too much coloured wax about the manse. 😉
Alas, a different type of mourning shall commence each evening as she, donned in sackcloth, packeth the lunchethes which she was loathe to do…and with God’s mighty hand of assistance, she deemed it morest than appropriateth that theyest shouldeth learneth to packeth theirest owneth lunchethes.
giggle! I doest love the tale thou doest say of the dear Jenster. I wilst be await the treasured chapter next.
oh my . . .my head hurts trying to read this.
This cracked me up!
Verily, verily, I receive much pleasure from the parable toldst by thou. :)Go in peace, my child…