I was born on a summer morning in a small hut on a manor owned by a Lord and Lady, into a family of serfs. My parents had to get up early to take care of the animals, make clothes, and harvest and tend to the crops. This was our job. They told me that I would have to do this in a few years, too. In the little free time they had, they crafted their own tools using materials such as wood and leather. 

    Now that I am older, I have to work. I have to plant and harvest crops for hours. I never get any free time. We have to do this for protection. It’s dangerous outside, so we can live in the manor, where the knights protect us, but we have to work for them. We have no choice but to work because we will die if we leave the manor.

I have to work now :(

I had always dreamed of becoming a Lady, but when I got older, I realized that I couldn’t become one. Since I was born as a serf, I would be a serf for the rest of my life. Serfs almost never get promoted to being a vassal or clergy, let alone become a Lord or Lady. I accepted this, even though I was sad I would never be able to live the life of a Noble.

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    Also, I’ve heard that the nobles get education, and learn how to read and write. When I was younger, I asked my parents if I could do that, too. They said that they could not afford it, and that they didn’t get an education when they were young. My parents said that we were too poor, and only the wealthy could afford to get an education.

I wish I could be that guy!

It is now summer, which means I have to work longer hours. I have to get up before the sun rises, and work until the sun sets. Since the sun sets later in summer, I have to work longer than usual. I don’t think this is fair. Just because it is summer doesn’t mean we should have to work for a longer time. But as a serf, I have very little power.

UGH I have to work for HOURS!

    In a few months it will become winter. I fear winter because it gets very cold, so we started to make warm clothes. We made our warm winter clothes out of wool and other things. Winter is approaching quickly, and if we don’t make these clothes, we will probably freeze to death.

I'm scared of winter. I have to make clothes.

Winter has arrived, and we didn’t have enough wool to make clothes for my mother. Even though we begged for her not to work, the Lord still forced her to.

Please, she will die if she works!

I don't care idiot!

    She soon got frostbite, so we took her into the hut and let her rest and gave her bread, even though the Lord got mad at us. A few days later, she died, despite all we did to try to save her.

 Hey, you can't do that!

>:(

    The Lord kept forcing us to work, but since we had warm clothes, we didn’t get frostbite. Slowly, days went by, and the weather started to get warmer. We had survived the cold winter. Now spring is coming.

Spring is coming!