Aztec story

Here is an story I made up about how two Gods became Gods. It is fiction.
Many, many years ago before Tlaloc and Tlazolteotl had become gods Tlaloc and Tlazolteotl fell deeply in love with each other. Very soon they were chosen as a perfect match by a matchmaker. Bride and groom were both extremely happy.

Nearly a year later Tlazolteotl had a gorgeous baby boy. They decided to name him Tola after the city Tlaloc was born in. Tola grew up to be a very strong healthy boy, but as in all stories there has to be something wrong and there was. Tola had a very quick and horrible temper that would often result in one of their many slaves getting their heart ripped out of them by Tola. Tola kept all of these hearts in separate chests and buried them in the dense forest that lay behind his house. Tlaloc tried and tried to stop Tola, but he could not succeed.
Everyday Tlaloc would hold Tola over a burning fire of chilies in attempt to stop Tola’s quick temper. Many times a month the whole clan would be punished for Tola’s horrible behavior and still Tola paid no attention.

After 100 slaves had been killed, all the Aztec gods gathered together to discuss what to do about Tola. They all agreed that Tola should be sent to Mictlan (HELL!). Just as the meeting was about to close one of the older and wiser gods said “what about Tlaloc and Tlazolteotl, Tola is their only son we can not separate them from their only son even if he is as horrible as he is. It is very unjust on their part.

The rest of the gods and goddesses sighed loudly and nodded their heads in agreement. “What if we let them visit Tola once every fortnight.” That was just one of many suggestions called out that was screeched at by other gods and goddesses. They were in disbelief that another god could think of such a horrible idea.

After about ten minutes of quarreling the same old god who had mentioned Tlaloc and Tlazolteotl in the first place hushed every one of the infuriated gods and goddesses. He said “because no mortal can go to Mictlan (hell) and come back alive we need to change them. We can not change them into a beast because they will turn evil and try to harm us. The only obvious strategy is that we turn them into gods like us. They are both very noble and put in the right situations they will be very heroic gods. Tlaloc can be in charge of rain and when people want rain they can sacrifice a baby to Tlaloc and that baby can cry on the world giving it rain. Tlazoetl can be goddess of lust and sin, but she can also watch over women in child birth and honour those who die in child birth. Once a fortnight Tlaloc and Tlazolteotl can travel to Mictlan (hell) to visit their only and first son Tola. This way they will be able to travel back without being harmed. None of the gods and goddesses could find any thing wrong with this proposition. They all agreed that is how Tlazolteotl, Taloc and Talo should spend the rest of eternity or until another problem occurred.
The End

Here is an Aztec menu I wrote.

DRINKS:
Otole
Champurrado
Pulque

MAINS:
Turtle steaks: sizzle fried on a hot plate at your table.
Rare, medium rare, welldone. Just inform
your chef.

Dog meat: curried and presented on a bed of stewed
Prickly pear and lima beans, topped with a
Tantalizing sauce with the delectable taste of
Fermented maize

Deer: a large dish with one medium, small, or large sized steak placed in the centre with one
medium sized piece of pumpkin on the side. Also decorated with beautiful chilies, black beans
and kidney beans.

Turkey :A large dish with one medium sized steak of
Turkey covered in a delicious mole sauce with
two fried, poached or scrambled turkey eggs and
a handful of tepary beans on the side.

Possum Stew: a small dish with a filling amount of
beautifully delicious possum stew with yucca
sauce on the side .

Sea life dish: A large basket filled with a fried steak of
dolphin flesh and six raw shellfish. A well
cooked, medium cooked or lightly cooked pad
of nopal (type of cactus) can be ordered with
this meal.

Frog: A medium sized dish filled with six frog legs
covered in chili sauce with chopped up sweet
manioc and avocado on the side.

Nopal: A medium sized dish with three pads of nopal
that can be cooked to your liking. Served with
epazote (pungent herb), pumpkin and avocado.

Veggie Meal : A medium sized dish with two sweet
potatoes, chopped avocado, avocado leaves,
black beans, kidney beans and tepary beans
placed enticingly on the dish.


Side dishes:
Maize
Prickly Pears
Beans
Tortillas

Please select the foods you would like to eat then we will settle on a price for the foods. As payment we will accept coloured feathers, gold dust or cacao beans.

Diary Entries

Here are two diary entries I wrote from people in Paris. They are not fact.


Dear Diary
Today was another wonderful day in the capital of France, Paris!!!!!!!! I will never get sick of saying that. It’s about midnight now and looking back the day has been pretty jam packed. I now think I have made the right decision coming here to study at the University of London Institute here in Paris. I still miss mum and dad. I miss my sister even more though. I never actually realized how much I got on with her. It’s really strange. Now I know this sounds like something out of a cheesy movie but she always knew exactly what to say when I was in the blues. She’d be happy to know that my favourite part of the week is ringing her up. I would never tell her though she would never stop laughing at me. Right now the person sharing my room is a shy Chinese exchange student who doesn’t even speak English. No offence to her though she is probaberly a really nice girl. Today I learnt a lot of interesting and useful information from some great professors. One was from London like me. After all my classes were over I went to Galeries Lafaytte a high fashion designer shop. (One reason I like this city is it’s fantastic shopping.) The clothes in there are absolutely Fab!!!!!!!!! I wish I was rich then I would buy the whole shop (it’s nice to dream isn’t it). After that I hired some roller blades that about the size of the four other students from London. I went to their houses and hauled them out to the Friday night fever which is in the top ten must do’s for Uni students. So away we went. We roller bladed around the city for about three hours with thousands of other students. I was very tired and I still am! Tomorrow I am going to Tuileries which is according to the net one of the most beautiful parks in Paris. After a Picnic tea there I am going to Fete de la Musique with the four other students from London. It is a free concert, where you dance in the street. The next day I have volleyball practice and hopefully some decent sleep!!!!!!!!!!!!! As you can see I have a very busy schedule.
So Bye Bye for now,
Amanda

Dear Diary
Well do you remember when I was complaining a terrible lot about those filthy politions. Yes well I was complaining about the fundamental rights for health care. Well have a guess what the president has just been saying……………………… he said that they want to build a better future for France. So they have come up with a policy for themselves. They are going to try to, reduce the rate of poverty, favour employment, assist families in difficulty and a sure the respect the respect of fundamental rights (in particular healthcare and housing). If I was a young child again I would shout I told you so. But on a very serious note I do hope that they follow through with all this because it would do this country a whole lot of good. Now I know what you are thinking, is it, finally that old hag has nothing to complain about. My answer to that is, well no actually. Yesterday afternoon I was walking along the street opposite that lovely new café that I told you about last week and along comes five very ignorant English students on roller blades. They were very inconsiderate and made me dodge them like one of those cartoons that are on the children’s programs. It was very unpleasant and I do not wish it to happen again. I have decided to write to the organizers of the Friday Night Fever (they were obviously part of that but decided to leave the designated track) telling them to tell the participants to stick to the designated track. Just a little note I am sure it is not only the foreign students causing the terrible but trouble. There is proberly just as many French youths doing the same thing. Oh and I just remembered a wonderful book I read. It is called ‘I was behind you’ and is written by Nicolas Fargue. I just thought I would write it down so I can come back to remember the author.
I suppose that’s enough for today,
Emily Frank.