Friday’s Log 2
I wake up. I am on the ground. I must look around and see where I am. I remember. I am at the camp of the warrior king. He is the one who saves me from my enemies. He kills them with his eyes. But he does not kill me. I see him and bow at his feet. I do this now.
We use our hands to talk. He does not look happy. I do not like talking with hands. He speaks. It is noise. He tells me what the noise means. The noise “yes” means I can. The noise “no” means I can not. Yes means good. No means bad. He makes more noises. Friday means me. I am friday. Master means warrior king. He is master. He teaches me many noises. He likes me to know noises. He smiles when I remember noises.
Master makes the sound clothes. He gives me skins. The skins look like him. He shows mean to wear the skins. I do not know. I have my skin. Why do I need more skin. But master shows again. I decide to put on the skins. I do not need more skin. The skin itches. I makes me warm. I am already warm. I get wet with more skin. It gets wet and sticks to me. I do not like the skin. Master smiles. I keep the skin. Master motions to go outside. I follow.
