Onfim Was A Child Who Lived In Novgorod, Russia, In The 13th Century. He Left His Notes And Homework

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. [x]

Here is a picture of him as a knight stabbing someone.

(At least, he wrote his name next to the knight. Either it was supposed to be him or he was signing his masterpiece. Either way, still adorable.)

Several pictures of the original birch pieces can be found here:  [x]

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The People You Need In Your Life

Those whose voices are louder than your head - who tell you how beautiful you are more than you tell yourself you’re not

Friends who you rarely see, but when you do, nothing has changed

People who do the little things that matter - making you a cup of tea, reminding you about things you need to do, giving you change for the bus

They compliment you on things you thought nobody noticed

People who apologise when they have hurt you, and mean it

Friends who are honest with you when you have upset them, but will talk it through and forgive you instead of arguing

“Have you eaten today?” and “Are you home safe?” friends

Genuinely saying ‘I’m here if you need me’

Those who admire your talents and encourage you to pursue them rather than being jealous or criticizing you

if you read in a frog paper “specimen was released in the field immediately after capture” chances are very good that what it actually means is

“i dropped the damn frog and despite the fact that we fell all over each other no one could recapture it”

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