Creative Historians Project
For this project we study an ancient civilization then write an historical fiction short-story on an event or artifact that originated in that era. To get us an overview for this project we read the play Juilis Caesar by Shakespeare, and after reading that I feel like my vocabulary as grown and my writting skills as well. My group is studing the Incan civilization for our topic to write and I think it is going to be very exciting.
Julius Caesar Hero vs. Tyrant Essay
Many people ague weather Julius Caesar was a tyrant or hero. There is no question that he made a revolution for Rome. From the beginning Caesar was a natural born leader. In 72 BCE Caesar around thirty or son was awarded military tribune. Two years later Caesar obtained a seat in the senate. He kept making carful discussions to capture power, for instance he joined with two other senators to form the first Triumvirate. Time went on and Caesar left to conquer Gaul which he seceded but coming back nine years later. Later after that he led his armies across the Rubicon River and marched into Rome. Marching an army into to Rome was highly unpopular with the aristocrats and was illegal. But Caesar did it anyway and taking full power of Rome and announcing himself as dictator. This is how Caesar took power, by force. But Caesar suggested laws to the senate which the senate approved that did make Rome a better place. For example he enforced a police force to prevent the over whelming crime in Rome, this made him very popular with the lower class population but the aristocrats hated him. While Caesar made Rome a better place, that way he went about doing it made him a tyrant.
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Juilius Ceasar Seminar Reflection
1. One thing I did well in this seminar was I gave a conversational moving question. My question was; if you were Shakespeare and you writing Julius Caesar what would of you have done to change how he wrote it. My answer to this question is that I would change the ending. I didn�t like how Shakespeare ended the play for several reasons. One, I didn�t like that all the characters killed themselves.� Also, the way that all the conspirators killed themselves was unrealistic. All of them gave a small dramatic speech before they died. So what would of I have done to change it, I would instead of all the conspirators committing suicide I would only make Brutus commit suicide because actually that really happened in history. As for the others I would of made them die in action.
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Capac
Ande Lloyd
Capac awoke to a beam, of soft morning light warming his face. His weapons lay beside him, and his quipus telling the time of year by the numerous twisting strands tied in knots, each knot representing a different day of the year. Capac rustled through his quipus and found that this day was the summer solstice. It is a special day of sacrifice and ceremony. Although Capac did not enjoy sacrifices like most people in Cusco, he knew in his heart it was good for him and the nation. Capac knew he had to scurry from his guard post just outside the city of Cusco, so that he would not be late for the ceremony. As Capac walked through the city’s front gate, he saw the Great Temple of the Sun lying in the distance. The building’s gleaming gold sun dials reflecting the morning’s sunlight.
Crowds of people were swarming the temple’s courtyard where the ceremony was going to take place. As Capac shuffled to find a good place to watch, he saw his good friend, Jaul.
“Ah… nice to see you Capac, our great God Inti has come to warm us all. We give him worthy thanks and the priests have gathered a sacrifice graciously given by a family in Cusco for today’s ceremony.”
Like Capac, Jaul was a soldier for the empire. It was in this venue that they had met and had become friends.
Time went on. More and more excited voices filled the clearing around the great temple. The great priests walked to the altar marveling at Inti the mighty sun god shining above them. They dragged a screaming girl dressed in a brightly colored tunic and a headdress shaped like the sun. She was tugging, fighting the soldiers that were dragging her to the altar. Capac did not want to watch, but the crowd’s cheering tempted him to look.
The priests were covered in glimmering gold and wore beautiful long robes that contrasted with the dark stone behind them. Capac noticed that all the priests had crazed looks in their eyes. A priest that seemed to be in charge, stepped forward with his face painted skull white and he spoke.
“For the great and mighty Inti,” the crazed looking priest shouted! “We have come to offer a gift to the Gods, but mainly give offering to Inti, our Sun God. We have had a plentiful harvest this year.” Many people yelled with pleasure including Jaul and Capac. “Bring forth the sacrifice.”
As the guards brought the struggling girl, she screamed in fear and agony. Capac had a nervous feeling rising up in the depths of his stomach. An interesting thing about Capac even though he was a soldier, he had never experienced actual combat. When Capac was young, his parents were killed by an illness. They were important officials for the empire. Capac’s uncle adopted him and lovingly raised him. When Capac was old enough he was granted a spot in the military.
The high priest made the girl kneel onto the altar and drew out a gleaming silver dagger. He raised it and said with a cold voice, “For Inti…give us another bountiful and peaceful year. To you, we give this sacrifice!”
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Ande Lloyd
Capac awoke to a beam, of soft morning light warming his face. His weapons lay beside him, and his quipus telling the time of year by the numerous twisting strands tied in knots, each knot representing a different day of the year. Capac rustled through his quipus and found that this day was the summer solstice. It is a special day of sacrifice and ceremony. Although Capac did not enjoy sacrifices like most people in Cusco, he knew in his heart it was good for him and the nation. Capac knew he had to scurry from his guard post just outside the city of Cusco, so that he would not be late for the ceremony. As Capac walked through the city’s front gate, he saw the Great Temple of the Sun lying in the distance. The building’s gleaming gold sun dials reflecting the morning’s sunlight.
Crowds of people were swarming the temple’s courtyard where the ceremony was going to take place. As Capac shuffled to find a good place to watch, he saw his good friend, Jaul.
“Ah… nice to see you Capac, our great God Inti has come to warm us all. We give him worthy thanks and the priests have gathered a sacrifice graciously given by a family in Cusco for today’s ceremony.”
Like Capac, Jaul was a soldier for the empire. It was in this venue that they had met and had become friends.
Time went on. More and more excited voices filled the clearing around the great temple. The great priests walked to the altar marveling at Inti the mighty sun god shining above them. They dragged a screaming girl dressed in a brightly colored tunic and a headdress shaped like the sun. She was tugging, fighting the soldiers that were dragging her to the altar. Capac did not want to watch, but the crowd’s cheering tempted him to look.
The priests were covered in glimmering gold and wore beautiful long robes that contrasted with the dark stone behind them. Capac noticed that all the priests had crazed looks in their eyes. A priest that seemed to be in charge, stepped forward with his face painted skull white and he spoke.
“For the great and mighty Inti,” the crazed looking priest shouted! “We have come to offer a gift to the Gods, but mainly give offering to Inti, our Sun God. We have had a plentiful harvest this year.” Many people yelled with pleasure including Jaul and Capac. “Bring forth the sacrifice.”
As the guards brought the struggling girl, she screamed in fear and agony. Capac had a nervous feeling rising up in the depths of his stomach. An interesting thing about Capac even though he was a soldier, he had never experienced actual combat. When Capac was young, his parents were killed by an illness. They were important officials for the empire. Capac’s uncle adopted him and lovingly raised him. When Capac was old enough he was granted a spot in the military.
The high priest made the girl kneel onto the altar and drew out a gleaming silver dagger. He raised it and said with a cold voice, “For Inti…give us another bountiful and peaceful year. To you, we give this sacrifice!”
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