“Rolf stayed up all night preparing for the ceremony whereby he would become a Knight. It was a great honor that Tom would never experience. Tom would go to the castle tomorrow for a feast. When he finally arrived at the castle, he could hardly believe his eyes. He was surrounded by people in fine clothes, musicians played, and large platters of food sat on tables. Tom ladled stew from a bowl onto his trencher, a thick crust of stale bread used as a plate. He dipped his horn spoon in the hot spicy mixture.” I read this 40 years ago in 6th grade. That moment was the beginning of my love of history.
Kathryn Nitz Westburg