It was a sunny day in Pompeii, and Titus and Claudia, who had immense wealth, were on vacation. Titus’s brother Alexander and his wife Antonia were resting on the beachside with them. The waves were crashing and the air was cool, but this was the calm before the storm. Suddenly, they noticed some rubble descending from the towering Mt. Vesuvius. Titus, his wife and some others thought it was wise to leave, but Alexander and Antonia wished to stay. Titus tried to persuade them that it was dangerous to remain on the beach, but Alexander stated unwisely that it was nothing to be worried about.
Unfortunately, volcanic rock, ash, and lava covered the beach like a blood-smeared blanket. Titus and Claudia made it to the hotel and quickly grabbed their items. “Claudia, you leave the jewelry! We urgently have to run!” demanded Titus. “But what about your brother?” replied Claudia. “Don’t worry about him. He was a fool to stay on the beach,” snapped her husband.
Ignoring Titus, Claudia hurried to save Alexander. But when Titus came to find his wife, she was buried under a pile of ash. Sadly, Titus hopped on a chariot and road away as fast as he could. Even though he saved himself, his family was burnt. Moral: Take good advice when it’s offered by a loved one.
I believe that Edmund should not have followed the White Witch because of these three reasons: she was against Aslan, he was in a new world, and she was mean.
Obviously, Edmund shouldn’t have accompanied the evil Witch for she was an enemy to the virtuous Aslan. Some people could say that the thing he heard about her was a rumor and why would you believe some animals in a forest. But all of Edmund’s siblings, especially Lucy who was exceedingly trustworthy, thought that the Witch was sinister.
If you had just come out of a wardrobe and entered into a snowy forest where a devilish Witch and a strange dwarf told you to get into a sledge, you probably wouldn’t go in a ride with foreigners. Edmund shouldn’t have trusted the White Witch. The only reason he did was because he was mad at his siblings and wanted to be king. If he hadn’t been resentful of Lucy, he wouldn’t have been captured.
Finally, the Witch was vile to Edmund and the dwarf. When he first arrived at the sledge, the half-giant, washed-out woman was berating the dwarf and being cruel to Edmund. However, when she saw he was a human, she was nice to him and offered him Turkish Delight. The selfish boy shouldn’t have taken food from a stranger, most notably one who had been insulting him a few seconds earlier.
Edmund was a fool to even go up to her sledge and eat the food that the Witch tempted him with. He had heard good things about Aslan and heard that she was bad. Since she was mean then nice, a person could clearly see the witch was manipulative. Therefore, Edmund was an untrustworthy child who should not have followed the White Witch.
While other people were taking winter break, we were busily preparing for BizTown, which is a place that prepares students for working at a business and helps them to be smart with money. My brothers, my homeschool friends, and I went to Kernersville for three days to prepare for BizTown in Charlotte. We had to fill out a workbook, which taught participants who to write checks, make deposits, and deal with money wisely.
In January, the big day had arrived. My two brothers worked at competing banks, and I was the CFO of City Hall. I had to bill people, pay my employees, and pay bills also. I had a lot to do. There were at least 12-20 different businesses, but in City Hall, the jobs were Mayor, CFO, clerk, notary, police, and mail carrier. There were different periods in which some people ate lunch, some worked, and some shopped, so the town could keep a productive flow. The mayor got to choose the two best employees and the best business, which turned out to be my brother Zeke’s bank, Woodforest!
The event was one of the best days of the “school year,” and I’m sure I want to do it next year. I learned many important lessons, both life lessons and money lessons. I’m glad I went to BizTown. Who knew financial literacy could be so fun?