Personal Narrative: My Embalming Story

I wasn’t always a mummy. Over 10,000 years ago I was a fine embalmer. I worked on preserving the dead body’s day and night, night and day. It seemed like all that I ever saw were the dead. When I was just over the age of 22 I started to train to become an embalmer. I had to learn why we had to use natrons. During my training I found out that the natrons were used to dry out the stomach, liver,lungs and intestines. Another way to dry out the body was wrapping it with linen. This process absorbed all of the moisture from the body so that it does not decay, or crumble into tiny pieces. My family has been involved with embalming for over 200 years. So, it was important for me to keep this tradition alive. If I wasn’t going to become an embalmer

So, now I will share my embalming story. It may not be the prettiest, or the most perfect story, but it is mine. I will take you into the ancient city of Giza, where all of the temples, god’s, and goddesses live. This is where the most embalming happens. When I was an embalmer things for me did not come as easy as they did for others. During one of the most important embalming day’s something went wrong, and it was all my fault. No one to this day knows about this happening except for me and my mother. If anyone finds out I will forever be ruined. So, I ask that you keep my story a secret or I will be lost for all of

A social class is how high you stand in the social world. Embalmer’s were among all of the crafts people, musicians, sculptors, carpenters, potters, and goldsmith. Now, just above my social class was the royalty. This was made up of mostly nobles, government officials, and the professionals. These were some very important people in ancient egypt. Just under my social class were all of the laborers, peasants, and slaves. All of these people affected my life one way, or the other. Now I will share my story. My story starts in one of the temples. It was a great day, the sun was shining and a cool breeze flew in the air. One of our pharaohs had just died so today was embalming day. Luckily, my only job’s for the day were to wrap the body with linen and to clean out the brain. These were my two favorite things to do during the embalming process. The reason that looking at the brain was so interesting to me was because, I was interested in all of the internal organismes inside of humans.

Once the other embalmers had cleaned out the body they brought it to me. It was my time to shine, and my time to show what I could do. Thankfully, they weren’t staring at me the whole time like they usually do. This time they were off to the races already preparing another body for me to