Diary Entry - Aztecs

  Dear diary,

   There is always some crazy and adventurous tale told by my grandparents anytime they come for dinner. Although, this time it was somehow different. I was interested in the story, maybe because it had been retold by my ancestors ages and ages ago.

                “In 1519, it was said that white men arrived in the beach shore in big wooden ships looking for gold.  They bought along extremely large deer with insanely long hair, holding along weird sticks that spit out fire. They were the conquistadors, trying to take away our land.  Unfortunately, they were too strong for us. If you ever wondered how that was possible, well you see we were betrayed by our fellow citizen, Malinché. She had helped the conquistadors’ powerful leader, Cortez by teaching him the Aztec language. She was considered a devil, whore and traitor.  Cortez had pale skin, and bright blue eyes. Along with Malinche and the conquistadors came several hundred native Indians, our worst enemies.

                It wasn’t just the sight of that vicious battle that frightened us. It was the fact that Quetzalcoatl, the god of the wind was prophesied to arrived in 1519 for revenge. This haunted our minds and soul, that’s why we had to find a way to get rid of them. So we then decided to drug the Spanish with our harmful juice found in our farm. The conquistadors also disagreed with the demanding of blood for human sacrifice. Clearly, the Spanish represent disaster and chaos. ”