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Jacobs Legend On How We Started To Speak Different Languages.

The humans, or mortals as the gods called them, lived happily, and peacefully. They were happy with the gods work and they enjoyed life. They never put themselves above the gods and they respected the gods’ choices. On many occasions they made sacrifices to the gods they also prayed to the gods. But that all changed one day when a group of selfish humans came up with a plan to become gods themselves, and in doing this, making mankind suffer forever, in an eternal punishment.

A group of bright young lads wanted to make the Gods bow down to the mortals. “Why don’t we build a massive catapult and threaten Mt. Olympus with it?” Asked one of the males. “We don’t want to harm the gods though,” Replied another. Three of the four men sat there making suggestions and turning them down for numerous reasons. The one other male who had sat apart from the group was very quiet. He always went quiet when he was thinking. He suddenly leapt up from his seat with a very cunning plan. He brought the group into a huddle and told them what he had come up with. The plan was to build a palace made of pure gold. It was to be much bigger, taller and more magnificent than Mt. Olympus itself. Thus making the gods jealous and realizing how intelligent and strong the humans were. They all agreed that this, was indeed a brilliant plan.

The group set to work on the golden palace and as the months went by, more civilians joined in creating the palace, as they too, wanted the title and power of a God. The gods watched in contemplation from above the clouds. They pondered on what the mortals were doing. The most curious of them all, was Zeus, king of the gods. He disguised himself as an elderly man and went on his way to the city of where the palace was being built.

Zeus wandered into the half built palace and sat there in awe of the beauty and magnificence of the palace. “Oh what I would give to have a palace like this!” Zeus thought to himself. He wandered over to a young man and asked what they were doing. The man, being completely oblivious to whom he was speaking to, replied boldly: “We are so sick of those gods, they think they’re so much better than us! Our plan is to build a beautiful palace, more marvelous than Mt. Olympus, in doing this making the gods jealous. We will then offer a trade, the gods powers and titles for our beautiful palace.” At this, Zeus left the building sight without saying a word, and boy was he angry.

Zeus sat on his throne on Mt. Olympus, pondering on how he would punish the puny humans. After many hours of thinking, he still had nothing. He stopped and went to see his wife Hera, who was catering for a young child that had just been born. The baby babbled baby talk, much to Hera’s’ amusement. Hera giggled. “I don’t understand a word your saying” A light bulb in Zeus’s head went click, and Zeus grinned from ear to ear at the thought of his chosen punishment. Zeus went back to the half built palace that night in secret and destroyed it. He then found a hiding spot and waited for the first signs of day to come.

Zeus watched as the first beams of light came across the city and he listened to the cocky roosters, announcing the arrival of morning. The humans came to the building and stood there, staring at the rubble. A huge crowd formed around the once brilliant palace, then, all at once, a huge commotion arose. People started to blame others and point the finger. This was the moment Zeus had been waiting for. He stood up, in full presence of the humans and bellowed. “You have angered the gods, and because of that you will pay for eternity” With that he pointed at several people. The silence was unbearable but it didn’t last long, more commotion stirred but this time, the mortals could not understand each other. While one human said “Kia ora” Another said “Nee How” They were all speaking differently! This was Zeus’ eternal punishment to humans. The arguments and confusion of the mortals turned to war against each other, separation of once neutral countries and racism. We still today suffer from Zeus’s everlasting punishment. The mortals learned never to underestimate the gods’ powers ever again. =Hair Poem.= = = =You can tell a lot= =From a persons hair.= =Whether or not= =Someday they will be mayor.= = = =If the wind blows their face= =But never their hair= =It means they actually don’t= =Really don’t care= = = =If their hair is very long= =And if they are a boy= =It means that a barbie doll= =Is their favorite toy= = = =If their hair is bright green= =And they look like a jerk= =It means they will never= =Get on with their work= = = =If their hair is big and frizzy= =Like an afro= =It means they will be= =Your best and awesomest bro= = = =If they shave their hair to look= =Look like a kettle= =It means they will certainly not= =Like heavy metal= = = =If they use a hedge trimmer= =To cut their hair= =It means they will always= =Always face their fears= = = =If their hair is bright yellow= =And shines through the day= =“You’re the coolest person in the world!”= =Is what they’ll all say= = = =If their hair is quite short and blonde= =And greens his favorite color= =It means they will be= =The worlds greatest hugger= = = =You can tell a lot= =From a persons hair= =So don’t go dissing someones= =For a laugh or a dare.=