Fitness - Personal Essay

History assignment

Diary entry#602

Date: 28/9/1236

Dear diary,

The vigorous work that I'm putting into my dad's farm day after day is taking a toll on my body. With a lack of sleep, low temperatures and a low protein intake, i struggle to get out of bed everyday. With constant sight of bugs and spiders in my bed, I worry I will get sick from a bite. Last week my dad couldn't even afford the rent of the farm let alone food. This  ended up in us having to eat nothing as the crops are still young. The lack of money also resulted in my dad being staring death in the face as the daimyo took his rent money in a different currency.

I am now embarrassed to go into town. This is because of my dad trying is to take the on the profession of the merchant. Although being a merchant is frowned upon.my family needs the money. The role of the merchant is seen as lazy, where as the role of the peasant is respected more as the peasants must work fore their money.

As I walked into town with my homemade poncho hood over my face, I snuck into one of the touring theatre shows and enjoyed a show. It was a simple puppet show. It supplied entertainment to a lot of people from all parts of town.After the show I found some money and was able to buy some meat from a merchant.

My family is too poor to send me and my brother to kendo or wrestling. So instead for entertainment me and my brother meditate with my mom. Although my mum may be taken for granted (like all mums in Japan) my family still recognises how smart and skilled she is. Sometimes she will make us race around the farm so we get tired, and get entertained.

I am also scared because my dad want to move the family to a different part of Japan. He says he needs a farm with less forestation. I am scared because this would result in us having to leave the house we live in (although it's not much) and start again. New farm, new shack, new friends, new daimyo. I am also scared that my families name will be tarnished, That a stench of failure will stick to my name. But only time can tell.

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