Ahkmenrah: A Short Story

Long ago, there was a man by the name of Ahkmenrah. All my life me and my family have been poor farmers that can barely produce enough food for ourselves. Ever since I was a small boy father and me have worked in the field tending to the crops, Mother is in charge of staying home and working in the house. Once me and father came home, she would tend to us and make dinner. When I was a young boy we moved into the city of Babylon to become more successful and to have a better life. Father says that because we are coming together to live one area we have a better chance selling our crops and buying other people 's goods. It is a beautiful city, especially with the Ishtar Gate and its colorful glazed brick that guards the palace. Even though we …show more content…
After breakfast, the king gathered his slaves and told them what they needed to build. “I want this system to be perfect, it is going to mean a lot to this city.” said the King. “Yes master.” The slaves all said at once.
The slaves all marched into the city to gather supplies and begin building. A few months later and the irrigation system was ready right before the spring floods. Once the spring floods came the irrigation trapped all the water in the giant pots and the farmers we able to take the water and water their crops without having to deal with flooding and the too much salt.
I have finally completed my mission and am going to go home and let my parents know that I am ok, but first I must thank the king. I went to the palace and found the king. “My king, I just wanted to thank you for listening to my idea and building the irrigation system in order to save our city.” “You very welcome, I 'm glad you came to me and gave me this great idea, without you, we would still have the salt problem. “I glad I could help, but I must be on my way home my family needs me to help with the crops.” “I understand, but first I would like to give this gold to thank