Bwenatoga Maya Lilavati lived in Mojenjo Daro, India. His parents died of pneumonia when he was young and all he had left was his older brother, Sadeine. Bwenatoga lived as a guard of his highly protected city. Sadeine was a guard as well except he worked on the other side of town and rarely saw his brother. Bwenatoga stayed up in a watchtower all day while his brother got to patrol the city. He was proud of what he was though. He rarely complained to his Raja Commander for a promotion and was delighted with the weaponry. He would use a crossbow to take down any enemy invasions. The only thing he disliked was his partner Kanchana who barely ever talked and when he did it wasn’t always nice things. Other than that he was a proud man. One …show more content…
night, when Bwenatoga was on his 10:30 shift something strange happened. Two ginormous thunderbolts pounded in the sky and rain started to fall. Bwenatoga stood up. Soon, there was hail crashing down from the sky. He could hear screams coming from below. “Don’t worry, it’s just a little rain,” he yelled down.
The thunder and lightning were getting bigger and bigger in the sky. He heard a window crash underneath him and saw kids running around on the wet concrete. “Get back into your houses and stay there until this is all over. I don’t want anybody to get hurt.” “What’s going on?” Somebody called up to him. He didn’t know how to answer. “Nhaaaaaaaaaaa!” He looked out into the darkness and could've sworn he saw something move in the distance. No, it was just his imagination. Nothing had entered his side of the invasion wall in years. “Nhaaaaaaaaaaa!” There it was again. It was a sound that he had never heard before. This time he was sure there was something out there. He raised his crossbow. He could actually see some sort of animal like creature standing in the shadows. He had seen artisans make jewelry and drawings before, but that was nothing compared to whatever was on that creature. It had red paint all around it’s eyes and cloth all down it’s sides with pictures on them. There was a small fence on top of it to protect the two men that were sitting at the top each holding an iron spear. Bwenatoga only had a few seconds to look at them and then they were gone. Bwenatoga looked at Kanchana who was standing next to
him. “Did you see that?” he asked him. “Yeah,” Kanchana mumbled, “I’ll go down to Raja Anish and tell him what happened. You can go home and in the morning we’ll check it out.” “Alright.” Bwenatoga walked down the stairs of the tower and into his bunker at the bottom floor. He fell asleep to the sound of rain hitting the roof. The next morning, Bwenatoga woke up hearing yelling and screaming. He quickly ran outside, unarmed. He saw men, women, and kids running around in the street. “What’s going on?” He asked a man running next to him. He seemed to be holding a box full of clothes, food, and water. “We are under attack!” The man hollered excessively. “By who?” “By the Aryans of course. Shouldn’t you know, you’re a guard right? “Yeah, but I’ve only been awake for a few minutes.” “It’s 10:00 am,” and then he ran off. As Bwenatoga started forward to go look for his brother, he heard a strange noise. A noise he knew all too well. “Nhaaaaaaaaaaa!” Standing right in front of him was an Aryan warrior elephant. With two grown men sitting on the top each holding a spear made out of iron. One of the men through their spear at Bwenatoga. Luckily he had just stepped off a curb so it sailed inches over his head. If he hadn’t moved then it would have killed him. He ran forward to try and find shelter, but before he could take two steps an Aryan foot soldier came around the corner and instinctively raised his sword and knocked Bwenatoga to the ground. The last thing he saw or heard was a young man yelling for help. Then he took a final breath and closed his eyes for a forever sleep.
“I feel nervous, watching my neighbors readying for the storm. Tonight when it hits, we’ll
‘Instantly, in the emptiness of the landscape, a cry arose whose shrillness pierced the still air like a sharp arrow flying strait to the very heart of the land; and, as if by enchantment, streams of human beings-of naked human beings – with spears in their hands, with bows, with shields, with wild glances and savage movements, were poured into the c...
"Angelou, Maya (née Marguerite Annie Johnson)." Encyclopedia of African-american Writing. Amenia: Grey House Publishing, 2009. Credo Reference. Web. 12 March 2014.
Maya Lin is a driven and innovative artist of our time. Many of her works have been seen as controversial and received harsh criticism. She manages to trudge on. Her works express both an artistic and mathematical feel, somehow finding a beautiful marriage between. Her obsession with art and knowledge can be greatly attributed to her parents, as she was very successful at an early age. Her art career is one of many triumphs and breaking boundaries in the art world. Lin has a great love for nature, and many of her pieces help to express the significance of this, and she loves to enthrall the audience.
Throughout the 1940s and 50s, Maya Deren supported the artistic freedom, and especially the idea of non-fetishization of the woman figure, which sets herself in opposition to the feature production of the “male-controlled Hollywood film industry” (Rabinovitz), and it's artistic, political and economic monopoly over the American cinema. Hence, she is one of the most influential figures in the American post-war development of the personal, independent film. (Kay and Peary)
The Maya were an advanced society, rich and full extraordinary architecture with great complexity of patterns and variety of expressions, that flourished in Mesoamerica long before the arrival of the Spanish in the sixteenth century. They were skilled architects, building prodigious cities of primarily of limestone that remain a thousand years after their civilization fell into decline. Greatness and Grandeur was the signature of all Mayan cities, from the terminal pre-classic period and continued until the abandonment of all the city states by the beginning of the ninth century. The Maya built pyramids, temples, palaces, walls, residences and more. The limestone structures, faced with lime stucco, were the hallmark of ancient Maya architecture.
The faded voices of choir singers are muffled by a roaring explosion. The sounds from the crumbling building spread down the block. Worn-down bricks, knocked out from underneath each another. Shards of colored glass, shot into the air. Chucks of wood and rubbish litter the sidewalk. Thick smoke and fearful screams saturate the air. A mother’s worse nightmare.
The Early Preclassic Era is the time period when the beginnings of agriculture emerge in Maya culture. The earliest evidence of agricultural field burning and cultivation of maize along with other crops dates well before the beginning of the Early Preclassic period. Agriculture was already being practiced in some areas of Guatemala that were settled by distinctively Maya groups.
I peered around through the rain, desperately searching for some shelter, I was drowning out here. The trouble was, I wasn’t in the best part of town, and in fact it was more than a little dodgy. I know this is my home turf but even I had to be careful. At least I seemed to be the only one out here on such an awful night. The rain was so powerfully loud I couldn’t hear should anyone try and creep up on me. I also couldn’t see very far with the rain so heavy and of course there were no street lights, they’d been broken long ago. The one place I knew I could safely enter was the church, so I dashed.
The ancient Maya once occupied a vast geographic area in Central America. Their civilization inhabited an area that encompasses Mexico's Yucatan peninsula and parts of the states of Chiapas and Tabasco, as well as Guatemala, Belize, Honduras, and El Salvador. "From the third to the ninth century, Maya civilization produced awe-inspiring temples and pyramids, highly accurate calendars, mathematics and hieroglyphics, and a complex social and political order" ("Collapse..." 1). Urban centers were important to the Maya during the Classic period; they offered the Mayans a central place to practice religion.
“I can’t believe all those houses that got destroyed during the fire hail. Do you know how close that ball of fire was to destroying our house Hu?”
The musical traditions of Mayan possess a characterized hybrid nature from the traditions of pre and post encounter instrumentation, performance, practice, and beliefs. In the present day, it is possible to evaluate the Mayan music from a contemporary point to determine the characteristics affiliated with both European and indigenous. This paper aims at explaining the musical selections of Mayan music using scholarly literature to assert premise regarding the hybridization. In the light of the social context, it is possible to say that the Mayan music of nowadays has some references from both pre and post Encounter perspectives. Maya music is regarded as a function of the system that involves Maya beliefs symbols and other practices
I reached for the knife, my fingers met the plastic case. “Dang it” I cursed. I must of dropped the knife when I tripped. I was thinking about going to look for it but my hopes were crushed when I heard something coming into the mouth of the cave. I dropped to the ground and started to snake my way behind a boulder. I armed the flare gun and took aim at what was to come around the corner. I heard a rock tumble and roll on the ground. I heard a something being dragged along the dirt. I glared at the figure, the little moonlight giving me some sight. I heard Anmol screaming. HELP, SOMEONE HELP” I watched in terror as a slumped figure rounded the corner, I could not see its face. It was black and deformed in a disgusting way. I saw it take Anmol to a corner, I heard Anmol scream one last time. A shrill, spine tingling scream. I heard something cracking and tearing. Like a green branch snapping over your knee. I was pretty sure that this thing, had just killed Anmol. Just before I was about to run, something was in my peripheral vision. Something that didn’t suit the colour way of the cave. I looked, at first I was surprised that there was a hat in here. I continued to look at it, gazing. Something about it was strange, like I’ve seen it before. A yellow sun hat with a sunflower brooch? Then it came to me, it was the mother brooch the one that went missing. I snapped out of thinking and decided it was my only chance to run. My feet meet the ground, I sprung out and went beyond my top capabilities of sprinting. I knew the thing was after me when I heard It screech. I turned around, aimed the gun behind me and pulled the trigger. For once the cave was lit up, I briefly saw everything. Anmol limp body, a pile of bones and the killer monster that chased me. It screeched at the flares brightness and dove into the shadows. I loaded another flare. I looked up, I was going to shoot the bastard again. I law its shadow and shot, it
The Maya civilization is a very important culture that has left a great impact on our world today. They are known for their written language, art, mathematical system and astronomical system. The Maya territory includes Honduras, El Salvador, Guatemala, Belize, and southern Mexico. In these areas the Maya thrived in their religious practices, politics, and their use of the territory.
He turned around so that he could see what was awaiting him… he saw a man figure again, but this time he was a lot closer than ever before, the man he saw much closer wasn’t moving at all, he was just standing there, as if stalking until he had the chance to go in for the kill.