Crusty Research Paper

The waves crashed against the sandy beach of Crusty. Crusty was an island on the northside of ireland that rested quietly in the Celtic Sea. Crusty was quite known by the surrounding masses of land that held tribes of people. All of the different villages knew about crusty, from every angle you could see the big beautiful island and the lush forest that blanketed it. You could ask anyone about it and they’d all tell different stories of the island, each of the stories made their way down bloodlines from great, great grandparents to children and grandchildren. The stories all have their own twist on them that keep them from being exactly alike. But they all have one very important detail in common, crusty the island used to be host to one of

So the men of the island took their families to safety and prepared themselves to protect what was rightfully theirs. Protect it from the pirates who were not at all smart. Almost instantly scrawny men in ragged clothes fled their ships and started toward the island. Before they even came close to the shore they were throwing tiny bombs in the water, and swinging their swords through the air with absolutely no target at all! The vikings tried not to laugh, for they still had to fight off the pirates even though it might not have been a challenge. On the highest peak of the island stood a bamboo shack with a banana tree bark crown atop it. Inside the hut was the oldest viking to live on the island at the current time, his name was Lewis Clark, but everyone just called him elder, Since there was only one of him. He peered through a small window and shook his head, not in fear or demise. But with sincere sympathy for the pirates who were so stupid. He turned to grab a cane, and on the opposite side of his hut; there was the door. And he knew exactly why they did what they did to protect the

Thirdly, a few of the men decided to use giant fishing nets to tie up many of the pirates. It was not quite a challenge since they were neither smart, or strong. It didn't take long to wipe them all out. But the vikings decided after the attack to take more precautionary measures. The new plan for safety would take months, even years to construct. But it would be worth their safety. So 76 thursundays later, the viking tribe had a 400 ft. wall build around their beautiful island. They shut themselves away from the rest of the world. They no longer fished for the villages, or brought gifts of food. They did not help others like they once had and for the first time in a hundred years the village people realized how bad they needed the vikings. It’d been twelve years since any other islander laid eyes on a viking, they would occasionally see a viking ship sail past their barrier to fish, but they always returned back to the wall, and through a big metal gate into the island. And once a year, on Leif Erikson day, you could see strobe lights and hear music coming from the island. And the village people had to get off their lazy butts and stop waiting for handouts, and the vikings retired and lived happily ever