Onfim was a child who lived in Novgorod, Russia, in the 13th century. He left his notes and homework exercises scratched in soft birch bark (beresta) which was preserved in the clay soil of Novgorod. Onfim, who archaeologists believe was six or seven at the time, wrote in Old Novgorodian; besides letters and syllables, he
drew battle scenes and drawings of himself, his family, and his teacher.
i’ve seen similar ones from roman children living in what is now england, too. People have ALWAYS been people.
i love this so much, history with real people in it
see also -archeologists at hadrians wall dig up a letter from a roman soldier to his family tanking them for sending him a new pair of underwear in the mail -norse runes scattered around constantanople and several cathedrals turn out to be viking graffiti, including “this is very high” over two stories up -the oldest known joke (egyptian) and the oldest known english joke are both lowbrow sex jokes -roman gladiators had equivalents to sponsorship deals, some murals found were basically ‘gladiator brad pitt rubs himself with capelli brand olive oil, try some today’ and action figures were also found of prominent fighters for chidlren to play with -flat stone fragments left at egyptian construction sites were used as post it notes by workers, some included variations of ‘the foreman is a jerkface’ and a crude drawing of the pharoh with a comically large donger -we have an embarrassing wealth of 4,000 year old receipts referring to one specific merchant being an ass. WE KNOW HIM BY NAME, he wasnt even a king or anything,
Ea-nasir will be known through history for being a dick about refunds
I love how children, even in the 13th century, can never remember how many fingers someone has.
Oh no Ea-Nasir strikes again.
You left out the best part about the Ea-Nesir receipts! From the original post about this historic jackass:
The majority of the surviving correspondences regarding Ea-nasir
were recovered from one particular room in a building that is believed
to have been Ea-nasir’s own house.
Like, these are clay
tablets. They’re bulky, fragile, and difficult to store. They typically
weren’t kept long-term unless they contained financial records or other
vital information (which is why we have huge reams of financial data
about ancient Babylon in spite of how little we know about the actual
culture: most of the surviving tablets are commercial inventories, bills
of sale, etc.).
But this guy, this Ea-nasir, he kept all
of his angry letters – hundreds of them – and meticulously filed and
preserved them in a dedicated room in his house. What kind of guy does that?
*hears footsteps* *closes 12 tabs and goes to facebook*
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this would have saved my life when I was living with my dad, reblog to save a life
“The use of magic…is inextricably linked with one’s life. Since each and every individual is fundamentally unique, their magical signature can serve as an IFF tag.” Red(M) explained.
It was going to take quite some effort to set up a decentralized archive of magical signatures and a thorough IFF system, but it was achievable.
“It’s literally impossible to create a perfect duplicate of one’s magical signature, so it’s the safest ID I currently know of.”
“Works for me!” Astrid replied. “I’m glad I was able to give ya the inspiration you needed, my friend. At any rate, things seem to be going smoothly on my end. Might end up trying something out soon though that I’ve been meaning to use.”
“I’ll leave you to it, then.” Red(M) replied.
He gave a bow to Astrid with a grateful look. “Again, thank you, Astrid. I owe you a debt I can’t repay for this business with Lumi.”
At least the shipgirl was feeling a lot less self-hating and guilty now. He shared Astrid’s happiness on that, at least.
“Hmm…IFF Systems are still vulnerable to errors or hacking, but I think….”
Red(M) pulled up various holoscreens relating to Project Umbra, the Nullifier program in question, then looked through the info they’d managed to learn.
“Despite the fact that the issue isn’t quite with the IFF and more with the Nullifier fields themselves, you may be on to something.”
Had the solution been staring them in the face all along? It seemed like such a ridiculously simple answer, yet it was probably the key to a massive breakthrough.
“Magic relies primarily on sophont life for use…a sufficient neural structure…tie in to lifesign readings…”
He dismissed all the holoscreens save one after letting some information from all of them flow into a single one, a subtle look of realization dawning on him as he read the integrated info. “That’s it…”
Red(M) looked at Astrid gratefully. “Astrid, my friend, I think you just helped us make a big leap ahead. It’s not perfect, not yet, but it’s something.”
“Well, glad I was able to help you out…so what exactly did you realize?” Astrid asked, more than a bit amused that she had given them the answer already through a wrong guess.
“The use of magic…is inextricably linked with one’s life. Since each and every individual is fundamentally unique, their magical signature can serve as an IFF tag.” Red(M) explained.
It was going to take quite some effort to set up a decentralized archive of magical signatures and a thorough IFF system, but it was achievable.
“It’s literally impossible to create a perfect duplicate of one’s magical signature, so it’s the safest ID I currently know of.”
Alright hear me out. When Moira was revealed, I was super psyched to see that she was Irish, and not a stereotype whatsoever. Like, I genuinely spent a whole day practically in pure excitement because Blizzard had not only created Irish rep (a SERIOUSLY rare thing for us, aside from dopey background characters), but one who was based around true Irish culture. Rather than a drunken brute with a beer belly and wearing green all over- you know, the way media portrays us regularly- we got a character based on Genuine Irish Culture
This is PARTICULARLY prevalent in the Moon skin, which has numerous nods to Celtic culture- pagan symbols, a design mirroring common depictions of Irish deities such as the Morrigan or sorceresses such as Aoife, the wicked queen who transformed her stepchildren into Swans in the tale of the Children of Lir.
I really dig the concept of a sorceress themed Irish character with the power of genetics on her side, specifically because of the conscious effort Ireland as a country is making to have more and more science based jobs, specifically for women. It mightn’t have been intentional, but I wouldn’t be surprised!
These aside, however, there’s one thing that made me extremely happy, and ultimately left the impression that Blizzard had done a very good job with Irish representation: the fact that Moira is a Gaelgoir, or a fluent Irish speaker.
She’s got almost as many lines in English as she does as Gaeilge, in Irish. The reason this is such a big thing compared to, say, Sombra having so many Spanish voice lines is that Irish is very much so a language that’s struggling to survive and is slowly but surely dying. Ireland has a population of just under 5 million, and of those 5 million, only 70,000 people speak Irish fluently outside of the education system, and only 20,000 of those people speak it as their first language.
By having Moira be clearly one of those 20,000, judging by how often she uses Irish- which is a hell of a lot more than anyone I’ve ever heard in my life, because we all speak English rather than Irish- Blizzard have given the Irish OW community something which means more than they could have possibly imagined- the first good piece of Irish representation that I’ve ever encountered, and for the first time ever: I feel truly represented!