Solo [Alluvion Academy]Z is for Zintila

Moritz goes to school to begin his formal learning.

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[Alluvion Academy]Z is for Zintila

Postby Moritz Craven on May 31st, 2020, 11:07 pm

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Having passed the journey to his class, Moritz headed inside along with several other children roughly his size. Some looked a bit younger, some a bit older, but all were there for some basics of writing and therefore reading.

Or as Mortiz liked to call it, learning his letters.

His teacher for today was instructor Priya, a small woman with pale skin and pale (silver) hair, with odd adorning on her skin that reminded Moritz of a fish he had seen once. Besides this she was nice, and happy, and excited in all of her lessons.

Taking his place with the other students in their small desks, Moritz saw that there was a large board at the front of the room, along with smaller ones on each table. There was also a set of small white sticks, similar to the one he saw the instructor holding.

"Now today class, we will be going over the basics of writing and reading. For starters, I will go through each letter and copy it down. I want each of you to repeat the letter as best you can on your board, and say the letter back to me together."

Heading to the front of the class Priya wrote a single symbol which looked like an odd house. Next to it was a wheel with a rod stuck to it.

"This is A, say A. A or ah! This is the upper case A, and the lower case. A as in Apple."

Moritz copied the letter down as best he could, though it was not as easy as the womans smooth flowing grace as she wrote.

"This is B, say B. B or buh, as in bird." Once more Moritz said the sounds out loud with the class, and copied them down as best he could.

"If you run out of space, use the other side, or grab another board. But try to write small enough to fit them all. There are twenty six letters in the common tongue. Have you all had your math lesson? Oh dear... Well just do your best to fit them all."

"C, C or ch, as in cat. Does anyone have a cat?" Moritz raised his hand with a few other children, and repeated the sounds. Then he carefully wrote out the letters. This one was easier, as both were the same just of a different size.

"D, D or duh, as in dog. Another pet many have." As they continued Moritz understood the intent, or was beginning to. Each sound he spoke was written down as a certain letter. And so if you strung the sounds together, it would make words that were spoken. Only, it was written words rather than ones out loud. It was certainly a concept he knew in theory, but he had not understood till then. And all the signs about town, and the words on papers, and things... So many words being spoken without sound all about him, everywhere he went. It was like a new language, albeit by a written form of one he already knew, but still a knew way to convey himself and understand others. Quite a thing.

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[Alluvion Academy]Z is for Zintila

Postby Moritz Craven on June 14th, 2020, 9:49 pm

Moritz continued to watch and copy with the other children, going through the letters. The concept was still odd, but made sense at the same time. It did leave him wondering how the shapes were decided upon, and agreed to mean the sound or letter they did.

"E, E or Eh, as in Ethaefal. Many of the race call Lhavit their home, the horned beings who fall from the sky and change with the night or day." On this one the letters were different, each unique but somewhat similar.

"F, F, or Fuh, as in Flora and Fauna. Plants and animals. Both of which are numerous in the mountains we call home." This one Moritz noted was similar, the F and the f being like a less strict version of the bigger case.

So on and so forth the class continued with their letters, one by one, each with a new item to signify how it was pronounced.

K for Kalea. O for Okomo. S for Shinya. And of course, Z for Zintila.

"Now class, I want you to erase what you have done, and write each twice from A to Z. I have written each down on the front board, so you can refer to it. And as you write each letter, say its sound. That way it will better help you remember. Now on through, A for..."

Moritz copied along with the rest of the class, working hard at his letters. A, B, C... O, for Okomo. This continued on for awhile until each student had finished copying.

Once this was done, his teacher began calling the students up one by one and helping them spell out their name on the board. Eventually it was Moritz turn, and he headed up to the board to write his own name.

"Okay Moritz. Now... M. O. R. I. T. Z. Oh, watch the t now, do that one over. Good, good, you have it."

Turning to the woman, Priya, Moritz spoke quietly. "Could... Could also show spell... Other word?"

Confused for a moment Priya looked down at Moritz. "Well, what word did you want?"

"Okomo..."

Priya nodded with a smile of understanding, and began to spell it out. "O. K. O. M. O."

Moritz nodded along and copied the letters down, putting a small Okomo next to his name. It was, he realized, not that hard. It was mostly O's, along with a K and M mixed in to keep them apart, which kept it simple. Moritz scanned the word a few times, before he was motioned back to his seat.

Carrying along with the other children, Moritz watched and spelled along with them as they learned to write their names. Erasing his board Moritz copied down his own name again, and next to it wrote out the word Okomo. Side by side he could see their were several commonalities between the two. Both had an M and an O. The rest though was different. A smile on his face Moritz followed along with the rest of the class, learning to write each students name, and then going back over all of the letters to learn them by heart.

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