Hoover's Farewell Speech

“I am a priest and the son of a priest” I exclaimed, “I and my citizens must begin our journey to build this new city,” I said. In the beginning, Father tried to contend against my appeal, but I wouldn’t let him, it was my duty to take my people to a better place, a better city, somewhere thou shall lay their head to rest peacefully. “I must take my brothers, I must bring my fellow priest brothers, even a proportional amount of villagers,” I said “You must not pilfer my sons, nor will you take my fellow people,” Father said. “Well, you must fore-stall me and my people then,” I said Father. He tried one last time to cease our decision but eventually was too exasperated even to try to stop me and the villagers from our onset voyage after our
“Come my people, you are now in the good hands of a priest, I shall take the best care of you and we shall build this new, everlasting city,” I said. Many villagers were delighted about the idea but others were impassioned. A villager by the name of Larry Hoover replied “No, we are being unsubmissive to our priest, if we continue we will be punished or sent to hell, this is not of our customs” “I am a priest and the son of a priest,” I said sternly “You shall not be punished under my care” Another villager by the name of Alyson had spoken and replied “I am touched by your solicitude but I and my fellow bloodline must live better, we must do as you bade us”. “Then we shall set for our destination and begin to ponder over our new city,” I
Hoover began to rant once again about how upset the Gods would be if they knew we disobeyed our priest, but the remainder of the villagers were in disagreement. The “Silent” – a sassy! you peasant” replied Alyson. I was in disbelief at the comment. I. My words stammered, and before I knew it, a distinct villager replied. Why are we fighting? why are we yelling? why must we act like these peasants that we speak of? We must be purified within and love another.” The citizens all paused in their tracks but, the villager who spoke about the Gods being disappointed in us was too angered, her outlook was limited and she only cared to hear from others who agreed with her. The disagreement started once more. I believe it was from lack of sleep, the fasting of the citizens, and the restless days that we had overcome. “You selfish little scalawag, where would we live in a dead city? Do you think of the little kids with nowhere they can lay their heads, bathe their bodies, or relieve themselves? Pshh..” said Alyson. Mr. Hoover was so angered that he pulled an item from his backpack before we knew