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The plowman’s is a poor noble responsible man, he takes care of his responsibilities and is a good plowman (farmer). he lives for the lord helps others, pays his tithes and bills in full and things on time and gives charity. He is talked in a positive tone when Chaucer talks about him.

-he is tan with a beard

-broad forehead with a perfect nose

-blue/grey eyes

-thin red lips and a tender kind heart

-dirty shabby clothes

he works on the farm; he is strong because of his hard work but he never complains about it.

low class and somewhat poor, very holy and lives for Christ so he every move he does it for Christ and he also does for the church

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The Plowman by Dillon O’Donnell | Canterbury Tales English 175 ...

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Found on Google from canterbury-tales.fandom.com

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according to “study.com” the plowman does not have a tale

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The Plowman - Makenna Doramus | Canterbury Tales English 175 Wiki ...

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Kennedy is my character I will use in my made-up tale that would be including the plowman

17

Curly hair

Hard working

Always mentally tired

Spiritual believer

Side mom of her two siblings

Daughter of unfit mother

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In this story there is two a 17-year-old who hair is curly as a coil, and she calls on God but thinks it's just a spoil.

this is about a girl named Kennedy with a mother who deeds you can see through

she is always at school tire and from work, but she still gets up every day she can't give up because it's not like her

With 2 of her mom's kids running all around

But the mother is always putting off on Kennedy who is still young and unfound

These are not my kids Kennedy says

"You're the mother you did the sin and laid"

with her Mothers Drinking and partying and work in the morning

worrying about Milk, pampers and school; the daughter is mourning.

Hardworking in school trying to take care of the kids

Is there a life bid I can do to get out of this

I’m drained these kids are not mine I can't do with this

i am only 17 with a fucked-up frame of mind

i have my own responsibilities when God is going to start my life line

With mom letting Men coming out and men coming in

She lived a deceitful life

a full life of sin

i endured most pain from men she brought, i have no father figure i thought.

but the things she let the men do to ME. all i can do is not think and pretend and sought.

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Mom, please stop and be a mother the daughter would say

Oh, bitch shut up and u need to to watch them kids today

She closes her eyes and make a wish, that somebody would get her out of this shit.

One day mom brings home a man with a beard and kind of dirty he was doing housework as charity.

he didn't want to stay and deal with moms' evil hands

but he seemed like he didn't have a choice i wondered about that man

The daughter left out without a thought she couldn’t stand with her head in her hands the tears came down like a span

Walking down the street she sees a farm with many animals and her favorite sheep and thinks "maybe they can be my nonverbal friends" she peeps.

She is crying talking to the sheep "my mother does me so wrong I wish I was like you don't have to worry and weep

One day the daughter went to the church one Sunday noon without anyone in the house knowing where she had zoomed

She meets a man who was staring like he could read through her he looked honest and true paying good number of tithes as she watched through church it blew her

but his face looked like someone I knew all she did was think until church got out that noon

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After church he came up to me and asked do I know you not trying to blow you

the plowman responds "Umm i dont know" I said what’s your name?

If you don’t I’m not going to be the one to blame but wait!"

Now I know ! Right down the street from

You , i am the plowman u  always see morning and Noon.

I saw you crying and weeping to my sheep but I didn’t want scare you seemed in a weep

That’s your farm she said ? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to bother you i was just in my head

No worries I just work here I take care of farming that’s my work dear

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Are you ok?

That’s all the plow man wanted to know

To think he cared for my being and wasn’t very low

"No I’m not" kennedy responded  being sarcastic and humming

How about you come to church with me and see what I do, you looked interested in the lord I hope the spirit is true

In return I’ll bring you back food from what I do as I said I’m a plow man I work I give back I’m good honest and true.

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As the years went by things got easier

Next thing you know I was a high school senior

Going to church every Sunday the plowman was there with me as always

Teaching me about God helping me pay off school

It really made my life better I wish he really knew

To think this plowman got me here

My mom's bad sin in the dust,

I have to give him something in return I feel I really must

He stayed like he said he was good at with his work helping me out with school even though his job had him in the dirt

But there was a bond we had he would always help me with schooling dues and help me get the word

Mom knew I was always with him she couldn’t believe what she heard and growing

"You're going off with a man you fast little girl" mom said

No mom I’m just getting the word I begged

I couldn’t get that when I was your age, are you trying to be better than me, for I we’re pilgrimages!

Mom tried to sabotage the good life I was tagging until the plow came and he was not having it

plowman said "I can help you too but first it’s forgiveness understand your own sins and stop disguising your blemish"

No one who stays with me will be better than me

Plowman said maybe you're the problem just accept your penalty.