The
sun rose over the ocean to signal the rooster to give the morning call. Slowly
the citizens of Brendomin rose to their feet, making breakfast and doing
chores. One of these citizens who were slow to get up was a teenager with brown
curly hair down to his shoulders. Each morning he got up at dawn, made his bed
the way his mother had taught him; go down stairs to have breakfast.
Breakfast
everyday was porridge his mother had said it was the easiest to make and was
good for energy. Afterwards this new energy his mother said it gave him would
help with his chores. Not farm chores or anything of the sort. For the Geddy
family lived in a busy city. He had chores such as fixing the roof, painting
the house, fixing or painting the fence, tending to the garden, and getting
food from the market, which was today. Today on every Saturday he would go to
the market and get food for the family.