My name is Edmund...

My name is Edmund but people call me Edmund of Norwich Today, at tehe hour of my death and penniless. Iam writing these words as my only legacy after having lived for a long time. I have seen how my friends, enemies and relatives have died. God has tor,emted me for living such a long life.

I was born in Norwich in the year of Our Lord MLXVI. It is said that the day I was born a bright light crossed the sky. My parents thought this was a sign that something bad was about to happen. But it was not only me who suffered from a disaster ; my own country suffered too. It was invaded by norman people. One day in October a battle took place near hastings. William, Duke of Normand from France fought against his cousin Harold, king Harold was killed by an arrow in his eye and a sword from a Norman solider. After that william marched to london where he was crowned new king of england. Years later I saw a very long, heavy precious tapestry  with some of these events in it. 

Edmund a Canterbury

Avui he anat a la catedral de Canterbury amb el meu pare i mentre ell estava amb el bisbe, he vist un tapis molt gran hon habia dibuixada la guerra que va passar quan vaig neixer. Al veure'l me impactat molt, sobretot per les imatges de morts que hi habia. Per culpa d' aquesta guerra hu vam perdre tot i a casa meva ens estem morint de gana.