Young Writers Society

There was once a young fellow named Buklau Qiao. He was a very nice young boy who went to school every day to learn about confucianism. His parents did not believe that confucianism was a good culture but Buklau thought that is was a very good culture so he decided to run away from home to go live as a confucianist.

Buklau ran away far and far away to the edge of the city to where he found a confucian temple at the temple he found a man who would become his instructor and then the man said “Boy do you have your robe yet” and then Buklau said no instructor have just arrived my name is Buklau and I have come to study confucianism. I have learned in my old school that it is one of the best cultures to follow. So Buklau Here is your robe it is a very sacred thing you must keep it clean and never lose it. Then Buklau put on his robe and went into the temple to look around when he walked in the front door he heard a strange ringing then he realized that the strange ringing was a bell. He went into the room where the bell was ringing and there were tables and men sitting at the tables with food Then he sat down and realized that the room was the area where the confucianists ate. Then a tall man walked up to him and gave him a bowl of soup. Buklau ate the bowl of soup very fast and then left the room and went to his instructor to ask him were his room is at. Buklau found the instructor and then the instructor showed him his room and then left. Buklau looked around the room and saw that there was a bed a bathroom and that was it. Buklau walked over to the bed and flopped down on it and fell asleep because he was very tired from the long journey to the temple.

When Buklau awakened he heard the ringing of the bell again and went into the mess hall for breakfast. When he was finished he went back to his room and washed his robe. When he finished washing his robe he went outside and went to his class when he got to his class the teacher said to him sit down boy and he thought it was very weird that everyone was calling him boy. He then realized that the teachers and instructor and other monks called all of the new students boy. In the class he learned about confucius and how he created the religion of confucianism. What happened was he had all these ideas about a religion then he got a bunch of followers and then he died then his followers taught the religion. Buklau thought that this temple was the best place ever because he learned a lot more about confucianism then he learned at his old school he was very happy there. He started getting into the culture a lot then he got to a stage in his life at the temple where he must meditate for 1 month at a time for 10 years and in between each month he could feast then he would have to go and meditate for another month. When he got out of the stage of meditating he went to his room and slept for 19 hours then we he woke up from that and went to the mess hall and ate 5 bowls of soup because he had not eaten for 19 hours and he was very hungry.

Many years went by and Buklau was getting old he was now 95 and he was hobbling around the temple in his very nice orange silk robe. He was very happy with what he decided to do with his life when he was 15 years old he made that decision to become a confucianist and he was very happy with that. Buklau had just awoken when he heard the bell to go to the mess hall he went to the mess hall and ate 2 bowls of soup because he was not that hungry. Then he went to his classroom where he now was teaching the students about how the culture was created. He was one of the best teachers in the entire temple and his instructor was very proud of him even though his instructor had died a long time ago from a bad cup of green tea. The next day Buklau went to a very special place because he was now in his last years of life were he would become a instructor. He received a silk robe which was rainbow colored with a blue background on it and it was very rare for people to have one of these robes. At the end of that month Buklau did not wake up he had died in his sleep and there was a very big funeral held for him and the other people of the temple knew that he had lived a very good life. THE END