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Step four: RWS The Emperor
1. One upon time there was a an Emperor who ruled over and protected our villiage. He was mean old man who sat on his concrete throne in the desert. It was said that he was so mean that even the plants would not grow in the part of the desert where he sat. There was a very narrow stream that ran past the back of his throne but the water didn't wasn't cool and sweet. In all of his sterness he was a just and fair man who applied the law as it was written.
He always looked stern but I thought he was unhappy because no one would visit him or give him hugs. When he summoned the villiagers to him they trembled because they were afraid of him. Even when they asked permission to speak with him to inform on a neighbor they were frighthened because they never new whether they would be allowed to come back to their homes. It has been said that sometimes people were summoned and never returned home.
2. I am an old Emperor living in the desert, sometimes I feel so alone. No one wants to visit me unless they are complaining about their neighbors goats eating their gardens, nor do they do not invite me to their homes. When the come into my presence they tremble with fear. If mauraders come from other villiages to raid their herds they run to me for protection. Sometimes I fine that the informers are the troublemakers and I have to ban them from the villiage. I am fair and just when I rule. I apply the law equal to all the villiagers.
3. Being a manager of a large office a few years back I was kind of like the Emperor. The junior employees were somewhat intimidated by me but if they had a problem or complaint about their supervisor they wanted me to intervene. I felt left out at times when I would a desk where a couple or three employes would be cheerful and sharing jokes but would lower their voices when I passed. I also had hiring/firing authority I believe I was fair and honest in my dealings with the staff.
1. One upon time there was a an Emperor who ruled over and protected our villiage. He was mean old man who sat on his concrete throne in the desert. It was said that he was so mean that even the plants would not grow in the part of the desert where he sat. There was a very narrow stream that ran past the back of his throne but the water didn't wasn't cool and sweet. In all of his sterness he was a just and fair man who applied the law as it was written.
He always looked stern but I thought he was unhappy because no one would visit him or give him hugs. When he summoned the villiagers to him they trembled because they were afraid of him. Even when they asked permission to speak with him to inform on a neighbor they were frighthened because they never new whether they would be allowed to come back to their homes. It has been said that sometimes people were summoned and never returned home.
2. I am an old Emperor living in the desert, sometimes I feel so alone. No one wants to visit me unless they are complaining about their neighbors goats eating their gardens, nor do they do not invite me to their homes. When the come into my presence they tremble with fear. If mauraders come from other villiages to raid their herds they run to me for protection. Sometimes I fine that the informers are the troublemakers and I have to ban them from the villiage. I am fair and just when I rule. I apply the law equal to all the villiagers.
3. Being a manager of a large office a few years back I was kind of like the Emperor. The junior employees were somewhat intimidated by me but if they had a problem or complaint about their supervisor they wanted me to intervene. I felt left out at times when I would a desk where a couple or three employes would be cheerful and sharing jokes but would lower their voices when I passed. I also had hiring/firing authority I believe I was fair and honest in my dealings with the staff.