Quinettia

My name is James I live in a brick house. I have a wife and two kids. I am twenty years old and I am in the middle I am not that rich or poor. I am a scribe, we carry our tools everywhere we go. We learn hieroglyphs for four years. We work for pharaohs, and government officals. Some scribes work for priests,and nobles. For our pens we uesd finely sharpened reeds. Life wasn't easy for me because classes sometimes lasted from dawn until sunset. The teachers were stricted and yelled at students for being lazy or not paying attention. They would beat use if we was not paying attention or being lazy. One of our schoolmaster wrote "a youngster's ear is on his back, he only listens to the man who beats him. Only men were allowed to be scribes.