Who The Heck Are You

My Letter

On February the ninth we wrote a letter to the person we wanted to interview. My letter was to Freddie in DMX6. The reason I wanted to interview him was because he is from England where I am from.

My Questions
For the letter we had to make ten questions that are of interest to us. Mine were based around from my theme of England. Questions like where he was from in England and how he felt moving.

My Interview
In my interview I asked all my questions and some follow up questions to Freddie’s answers.

My Step Two Doc
After this we had been given a document on how our letter should go and a space to plant ideas. You can look at in here:
Step two doc

My Final Piece
For our final Who the heck are you we made our interview with three to six of our questions in there. Here is mine:
Final “Who the Heck are You?”

My Plague Letter

Lately in class we composed a letter in the medieval times about the plague. I liked my letter a lot particularly my character who was a medic about to die of old age not the plague. He was asking a man named Earl who was a witch doctor from Braemar in the mountains from scotland. This person was actually Harvey from JJL6…

October 13th 1349

Dear Earl,

I hope all is well in Braemar, for us in Dundee it feels the apocalypse is among us. As you know you are lucky to live in the mountains seeing as the vile spirits do not manage to get up there because of the cliffs. As you might remember I am old and on my deathbed. Being a sterling doctor of high popularity and helpfulness for the plague many people are scared that when I pass there will be no one to help them. As you know my son would normally be my second chance as a medic but sadly he has joined the flagellants. As you can tell it’s not going well for me and the smallest favor would help. As an old friend and poor man, I ask of you but one thing. To come join the dying folk’s and save them from their tragedy or at least give them the pleasure of dying in peace.

The death, buboes and weakness have driven the people to hysteria. My poor son Henry Moore is in such frenzy, he has whipped himself to the state that he is finding it hard to walk. He thinks all people are sinned if they have the plague and does not realise it is a desease ready to wipe out mankind from the face of the earth. My wife, Faye Moore, is the one who received the plague. I treated her and mended her the best I could, watching the ooze drip from her buboes, she lived in this tragedy for eight days (which was a very long time if you had the plague) not seeing her son. That led Henry to join the flagellants, not out of insensibility, but out of dysphoria and depression. I tried to save her with all my might but that wasn’t enough.

My friends have been impressed by all the work I have done for them and the villagers but they know what I am nearing and know about you and how you could help them save them and protect them. And don’t worry about how good you are as a medic I know that you heal people with small illnesses and that is nothing like the black death so when you come here, if you do, I will teach you all I know from by teachings. My mentor did not only teach me he also taught me to teach so I will be, maybe not the best, but a good abecedary to you. And this, this out of all reasons is why I want you to come here and save what has been thought as the impossible to restore.

Best regards
John Moore

Guild Meeting

On wednesday we did the first guild meeting, first of all we talked about what we were going to do over the upcoming months. I am in the cartographers guild and my first thing was creating my character.