Chapter 151: Life’s A Bitch
The next morning, we were summoned into the courtyard were we were each given chores to do. Heather was given the task of sweeping the floor while Ivana was given the task of sweeping much to her dismay. I was tasked with reading the seven scrolls of childbirth and why it’s important to know the reasons why I’m bringing my child to this world. I consider the whole thing a chore to be quite honest.
I love reading, I can read a lot but when it involves ten paragraphs telling me why it is very important to breathe deep during labor as it allows us to be able to connect with the earth’s soul and I swear if I had to read more about it, I was going to scream.
I adjusted myself on my math under a pink flowering tree whose petals quietly fell onto my lap as I held the fourth scroll in my hand and at the moment I was currently yawning while my eyes scanned the same sentence over and over again too tired to read anything else.
"The bond between a mother and her son is so strong that her heartbeat is the first drum the child will dance too."
It was beautiful but I was still too tired and I could tell that I wasn’t the only one from the way Ivana complained. She claimed that the sisters of the earth were giving her punishment disguised as chores. She claimed she was a high lady and doing this kind of thing was beneath her. Heather on the other hand seemed very pleased as she hummed tunes while plucking herbs from the garden.
"Okay this just sucks, I am tired of this!" Ivana said sharply as she threw her broom down on the ground, "What are you all looking at?" She yelled when some of the women turned to look at her.
I dropped the scroll I was reading and stared up at Ivana. "Look, don’t complain and just do the task you were asked to do. It’s not so bad really."
"Easy for you to say, you are the one who is busy reading a book." Ivana threw at me and I arched a brow up at her, "And don’t even act like I didn’t see you closing your eyes a few times. You are just as tired as the rest of us!"
I couldn’t argue with her on that since she was right after all. I was still reading one line for the past few minutes that I’ve been reading the fourth scroll. I was getting tired too and there were still some pregnant women that were seated few feet away from me who looked just as tired as I was but still they pushed on and some of them were already on their last scroll.