https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns We are storytellers! Check out how we use narrative techniques to make our stories full of adventure! en-us 2020-11-05 14:33:28 UTC 2021-05-19 15:05:02 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet.net/icons/png/1f4dd.png mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894148655 2020-11-05 14:37:20 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894148655 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894153040 2020-11-05 14:38:11 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894153040 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894155648 Palamon looked over at his cousin’s unconscious body, not knowing what had just happened. He felt a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach still not being able to process what he did, until the young girl Emily walked up to him and asked “Why so distracted?”  Palamon was disrupted from his thoughts when he heard the girl’s honey voice, not knowing what to say. “So are you gonna answer my question?” she asked in an annoyed tone. “Sorry just a little startled,” he said, not knowing how to act. “Well I suppose you did this so you could marry me, isn’t that right?” Palamon tried to look anywhere but the girl right now, he was thinking really hard about that question. Is that what he really wanted? He killed his old friend so he could marry a girl he didn’t know. Emily was standing there, waiting for a response until she stormed off. Palamon heard her screaming at Theseus “Do I really have to do this? He doesn’t even talk to me!” She exclaimed. “Now that’s no way to behave, he will surely get used to it soon enough” trying to calm everyone down. Sure Emily was one of the prettiest flowers in the garden, but did he actually get to know her? Was it worth everything he did just to marry her? He snapped out of his thoughts and looked around. He saw the crowd heading towards the exit. He knew that marrying Emily wasn’t near anything he would actually want, knowing that he’s killed his own cousin. The sudden wave of realization hit him but there was no going back for him, well at least that’s what he thought..]]> 2020-11-05 14:38:44 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894155648 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894180845 2020-11-05 14:43:39 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894180845 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894189840 2020-11-05 14:45:34 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894189840 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894991997 The Miller was casually doing what he usually does. Telling rude, but funny stories to everyone just to make them laugh. the Miller seemed to be having a great time until the Pardoner came along. The Pardoner pulled over the Miller to the side, and said “Stop telling your dirty stories everyone. It's quite disruptive to hear lots of annoying laughter while I am trying to get someone pardoned by God himself!” “Ah I see.” said the Miller. “These are stories not jokes. In fact YOU are a joke for being a dirty liar!” The Pardoner scoffed, and said “Nonsense!” “You are a fool for thinking that. I am simply doing God's work!” All of the Millers audience was baffled, hearing comebacks again and again. “Look at the mess you’ve made!” said the Pardoner. “No, how about you look at the mess YOU have made!” said the Miller. “You do this all the time, but with different individuals. God does not accept a liar, and he certainly does not want some agressive, and cranky old man by his side!” The Pardoner stood silent, and instead rolled his eyes at the Miller. “Now what?!” said the Miller. “Remember the time you gave a doctor a bone that was supposedly Saint Sebastian's thigh bone? Wel- “No no, that's enough!” said the Pardoner. “I’ve had enough of your blasphemy! In fact I might as well leave. You’re such a waste of time anyways.” There stood the Miller in disapproval watching the Pardoner walk away from the scene, and there he knew it surely was a day. ]]> 2020-11-05 17:25:20 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894991997 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894998606 2020-11-05 17:26:48 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/894998606 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/895018614 2020-11-05 17:31:08 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/895018614 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/895734911 Twas early in the morning with a cup of tea. Today I shall take my son into the corridors of the castle to become a knight . I was greeted very kindly by the servants at the castle. I questioned myself: Why isn't there an equal pay for everyone? Once I dropped my son off at school ,I went to the king himself , ready to demand equal pay, but he stopped me and said “ I have very important news. I want you to deliver this important message to the kingdom of Wessex. This is a very dangerous task.” As soon as I left the castle I went to the stable and paid for a horse. There were two routes, the first way was going through the forest into the river across the mountianies, and into the souls cave. The second way is to go straight down to the ale house, across the bridge. I took the second way considering it was the easiest and fastest way to travel. As soon as I crossed the bridge a group of bandits appeared and threatened me. They stole the card and ran away in different directions. Ohh nooo!!!!!]]> 2020-11-05 20:10:59 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/895734911 mwilke2 https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/895744959 2020-11-05 20:13:51 UTC https://padlet.com/mwilke2/swz7z1jug3lon5ns/wish/895744959