ANTH200: World Archaeology
American Public University
Professor Eugene Marino
My Life in Ancient History
It was the year 1,000 BCE when I first opened my eyes and began to see all of the wonders of the world. I was born to a young mother and an important father in an area that would now be known as central Scotland. We lived with a small band of people and we traveled often, following the hunt with the seasons. Life as a young boy was good there, but it was short. Before I was even at the age of puberty, it was a requirement to face the trials to become a man. My father was the head hunter of our group and he had quite the reputation to uphold and thus, my journey was more rigorous than that of others.
There is one location that comes to mind when thinking of the past. When I was nineteen, we settled in area near a lake. Our main camp was in a small clearing of a forest; the woods were thick and made for great hiding while hunting. The water from the lake was fresh and only a few minutes from the camp. We called the area ‘Orcadian’, and I guess the name stuck. That same area is now known as an area part of the Orcadian Lakes of the Old Red Sandstone in Scotland. Of all the areas that I lived, that was by far my favorite.
Every summer we had the ‘Big Hunt’. Every man in the tribe would spend a week preparing for the hunt. We would all set out at the same time, about dawn, and then separate. We would then spend the next three weeks hunting, on our own, only surviving on what we ourselves hunted. Whoever came back with the most bounty would be considered the most dominate male in the tribe until the next seasons hunt. I only won once and I preferred it that way. The entire year, everyone is looking up to you and expecting answers to get us out of binds that are impossible.
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My mother was the best woman in the tribe and was greatly adored by all. She was always worried about everyone and never about herself. I still have the winter clothes she made for me that year. The entire outfit was made of wolf fur and it even had a hood. The outfit had an area for my spears and an area for my water canister. That outfit kept me warm all winter and I greatly appreciated it.
When I turned twenty-one, my mother came down with a serious illness. She stayed stick for an entire season and was hardly able to move. One morning she told me that she had been visited by an elderly woman who carried with her a raven. We all believed her and knew exactly who the woman was that she spoke of. She was The Morrigan, goddess of Death, Her visitation indicated that my mother was to be soon guided to the afterlife by the raven of the goddess. It was less than a week before my mother died. Everyone in the tribe mourned her death and to this day she is still very much missed.
It wasn’t until after the death of my mother that I learned of my true calling within the tribe. It was by sheer happenstance that I discovered my ability at tool making. I was asked to help an elderly man with the making of a spear. I absolutely fell in love and began making tools and weapons almost daily. I was one of the first people in my tribe to begin using iron smelting. I heard of the technique through another tribe when we met while traveling. The iron tools proved to be very useful and we began to advance faster than ever. I was even part of the team who helped build one of the first brochs.
Brochs are circular enclosed structures that began to appear all over the north and south of Scotland after we had built the first one. I lived a life full of discovery and happiness. I had the best parents and some of the best memories. I achieved a lot in my life, as well.
Willy Loman is often recognised as the tragic hero of Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman but arguments can be made against Biff being the contemporary hero and thus the true hero of the play. The purpose of a tragedy is to create pity and fear in the audience. A traditional tragedy consists of the central character, the tragic hero, creating chaos in the community he lives in. The hero becomes ...
From iron tool making to a new innovation in home building, life is what you make of it. My only hope is that one day someone somewhere can continue to translate these writings and learn of my life.
**Last Translated by Daniel Hutton. 12/15/11
The Morrigan, the Celtic Goddess of Death. Retrieved December 15, 2011 from http://www.faerie-world.org/tales/deathgoddess.html
Scotland: Prehistory. Retrieved December 15, 2011 from http://www.culturalprofiles.net/Scotland/Directories/Scotland_Cultural_Profile/-5417.html