Myn son and ich are at YHOP eaten. But alas, he hath a syster, and y a daughter, that with us dyd noght want to coom for she was not merrye. So it was just we tweye. Ich decyded to bryng wyth me myn werke. Ich have much to do ere morewe! Hot caykes and syrup ay liste myn spyryts and make the tyme to fly!This is more difficult than I thought it would be, and definitely more difficult than fun. I'm not a perfectionist, but I do have a high enough standard for my work that it bothers me to know I'm not doing it perfectly. I mostly found myself wanting to talk like a pirate. (Where did that come from?) I don't know the spelling of words and I don't know if the words I want to use exist. I feel better knowing that spelling was not standardized at the time! I'm not sure I'm the best judge of my success here since I'm an absolute amateur. But if I had to rate myself, I'd give myself a 7 or 8.
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