When I was in egypt for the rest of my life.
One day I went to sleep and got transported to the desert on a camel then I got frightened. Next I went on the camel and rid it to egypt.
When I got there I got put into a slave and I had to work hard so I did. A few months later a pharaoh called budbud came to see me so I dressed up neatly. He said he wanted to take me somewhere else so I can work for him. so I said ok and he took me up to his place where he works and told me to be a scribe instead of a slave so I said okay.
I had to write stuff on the wall so people could read it.Some people did not know how to read the scribes writing.Did you know scribes were the only people to have knowledge like this.
when he was getting old He told me if he died I could be the next pharaoh. I made up my name it was called jordan.Suddenly he could not breath so I tried to help him but I could not help him so these people came in and put him into a coffin.And I became the next Pharaoh of egypt.
The moral of the story was being a slave and then getting put up into a pharaoh.
