Marruecous NB (2018) |
In the far north continent of Afra-rabiya was a country by the name of Marruecous. Marruecous was a bustling, busy, colorful country. During the day, the country belonged to the hardworking men. Men who built mosques or castles. At night, the women were able to go out. Usually, the women would go to the Souk, marketplace, which was always livelier at night. Marruecous was known for their souks. Listening to the gnawa (native) instruments put listeners into a trance all throughout the marketplace.
Marruecous was a kingdom with the smallest royal family. The king, Amir Yousef III, and the princess, Amira Nouhaila. They both were the only family in the world who did not know how to speak any words. This made the connection with Nouhaila and her father very difficult.The people of Marruecous were called the Moorsi people. The people of Frahnce all came from high education. Their native language of Franceya. There was a great amount of Frahnc’s living in Marruecous. This caused a good majority of Moorsi people didn’t know how to speak coming from such indigent towns, people began to develop of language Franceya.
Throughout this time, Amira Nouhaila had been continuously talking to Prince Alexandre, prince of Frahnce. She would sneak out with him on busy nights at the souk because of how crowded and boisterous it was at the center. Although she finally knew how to speak, she was not allowed to speak Franceya in front of her father. Her father and Alexandre’s father, Roi Alexandre III, were not allowed to know the two had been meeting so often or else a war would break out. mind you There had already been a conflict between these two countries that created tension between the two fathers.
Before Nouhaila went out for the night, Nouhaila had seen her dad that still didn’t know how to speak. Nouhaila was secretly speaking to one of the gladiators of Marruecous who was able to understand and speak Franceya. The conversation consisted of the king and prince of Spahnce which was a neighboring country to the north of Marruecos was coming for a week visit. Nouhaila didn’t pay much attention to it and went her own way with Alexandre like she always did.
The day had finally came where Nouhaila had to meet with the king and prince of Spahnce. Her father had been preparing the meals and had a plan of what was happening the whole week. When the king, Rey Nicolás, had finally arrived with his son, Principe Idriss. Nouhaila knowing no Spahnce was finding it very difficult to be next to the prince of Spahnce, and maybe a bit more difficult because she had always had a love interest in this prince. Don’t get me wrong, she always loved Prince Alexandre but Principe Idriss was someone she always admired. Idriss was staring at Nouhaila from across the room. Suddenly, she fainted. When she woke up she started speaking gibberish, or at least she thought it was gibberish. Idriss had the power to convert anyone he had a love interest for to speak his language. Now that Nouhaila could speak Spahnce, they both got to know each other. Nouhaila still hadn’t spoken to her dad, until one day. Amir Yousef heard the two speaking for the first time. Yousef because furious, the sense of frustration managed to make his way to his hand. The feeling of a pulse-like motion came through his hand causing him to swing against Idriss’ face. The rule in this palace was if the prince of any other country ever interfered with the females living in the palace, a war would break loose.
Nouhaila was instantly sent to her room. She sobbed and sobbed the night away until the moon and stars turned into the sun and clouds. As hard as she tried avoiding her dad, she knew that she had to speak with him about last night. The day felt long. The whole day she tried figuring out how she was going to communicate with her father. She went to the fouyer and sat down next to him. A guy who seemed older than her sat right across from her. She tried figuring him out. He had olive-toned skin. His hair was faded from the sides leaving him with the top of his hair which he had off to the right side of his head. His hair was curlier than hers. The color was a light hazel to go with his eyes. Nouhaila’s father didn’t want her speaking to anyone unless it was her husband. This had been the man that her father had chosen to be her husband. The couple were expected to get married the next day. Her father couldn’t tolerate her being with these men who spoke other languages. For years, Amir Yousef III had tried to establish his own language. With the war breaking in Marruecous and more people from both Spahnce and Frahnce, this made Marruecous become divided. Nouhaila never told her father that she had been with these two guys in order to help create Marruecous very own language. She was truly just trying to be able to speak with her father for the very first time. She always knew she had to love her father but never knew why.
Being married, Nouhaila had more time which meant she could help her father develop a language. She started writing. This writing looked like art, like scripture. She started creating her own alphabet, which turned into words, which turned into sentences, which turned into a conversation. One day, she walked herself to the palace, there had been a microphone at the top of the castle that was used for prayer recitations. Instead of performing a prayer, she spoke these words which she named Arabeeya, and instantly she heard a ruckus from the moorsi. People began to cry. The Moorsi’s were finally able to speak to their loved ones. Amira Nouhaila had the power all along to convert her people, the Moorsi people, to officially speak the language of Arabeeya. While this meant that she could finally speak to her father,she was able to connected everyone. She finally realized how important language was to her and her people, and that is how Arabeeya came to be.
Conclusion:
What I learned from this AP was the skill of storytelling. it's quite the process and something to get used to. Using the right adverbs and adjectives may sound easy until you actually put them into a story. I enjoyed this unit, and will continue to use my skills that I use it in the real world.