Hello. My name is Risaanee de Van. I was borned in 1310 the forteenth of Februray in Venice. My father was called Londg de Van and my mother was called Lisa. I didn't have any sister or brother. It's graceful for being borned in a peaceful but poor family. Everthing seemed to be stable for me. Everyday I didn't need to weak up early but just feeding my father's poultry. And all the household duties were my mother's deal. Although my father was a farmer, he knew some of the Latin too. Every night before I went to my bed, He taught me to write Latin. Every day in my free time I drew pictures in the sand. I found myself talent in drawing and I liked art too. And everyday my life went on like this. There in 1329 my father started to prepare for my wedding because he wanted me to have a new family after he and my mother had died. He found a boy from the hill and the boy knew Latin well. I had no opposes for my father's operations because there's no one allouded me to be agianst it. And we lived together in about 2 years and than we got married.
But in the next year my father died of the disease and my mother made away herself immediately when she heard about this sad news. I cried for three days and nights.
And after that we moved to the other cities, Florence. That was a new life to me and also a new challenge to me. I had five babies in the coming years, 2 boys and 3 girls. Therefore I needed to work so that I could afford the paid of my sons and daughters. When I started to work, there was a great surprise. My first drawing, ''Jesus Disiple''which shows the seven disciples of Jesus listening to the story told by Jesus, had become popular.(At least some people found me to have the signatures for them) Since then, some architect began to find me helping them to draw the draft of some chapel. And my family became richer now. My sons and daughters could go to grammar school. All of them studied for eight years. Every night before we went ot our beds, I and my husband would read the Latin book to my children. The youngest brother and sister needed to take all the household duties. The children played hopscotch in weekend. That's for my daily life in my new family.
But in 1341 my husband joined the army. (Edward's claim to throne of France caused the war.) And he died in the next year. And we felt sad for about one month. After a few months, my daily life became normal again until my death date, 1384. I died of an accident - one day I went up to the hill and very incautiously I fell into the river when I wanted to wash my hand and I drowned.
Although there was a lot of birth and death, I liked the Renaissance life because I was very lucky already if comparing with my parents who were under the Feudalism when they were young.
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Sunny, this is a good try, that mixes content area words into a comprehensive narrative; I suggest, however, that when you tackle a sophisticated topic such as this while using new words, do keep your sentences short. Big words in long, ugly sentences render an unpleasant reading experience.
You're trying hard to spell according to sounds - good!
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