M8: Tenochtitlan

     I have just bought a really fast jet. It has Jets written on it and it has a jet outside of the letters. I also bought Lambeau  Field. I am the new owner of the Green Bay Packers and the Sponsor for the New York Jets. The teams are still the same. Buying these items will help me find a new way to travel back in time. The reason I did this is because my old travel portal broke. Luckily I bought a fast jet, so I can travel at 100 trillion miles per hour and land at the year that I'm supposed to go to. My new mission is to go to the city of Tenochtitlan. There,  I will explore some of the jobs that were part of their daily life. "VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" That was the sound of 999,999,999,999 miles per hour of jet fuel.
"YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I yelled out. It didn't last long. It only lasted about 10 seconds, but it was a really fun experience.
     I will know entreat some questions to people about what their job is. I feel like an interrogator asking people questions about what they do for a living. I have done this before but it never turned out the way I  planned it. Oh, there's a nice looking woman. I should ask her first.
"Excuse me, but what do you do for a living?" I asked.
"Well you should know. You've lived here all your life. NOW GET BACK TO WORK!!!!" she yelled at me.
"Geez. you don't have to be so rude. I was just asking a simple question." I said.
"WELL WHY DID YOU ASK ME A RHETORICAL QUESTION!?" yelled out the woman. Again.
"HOW IS IT A RHETORICAL QUESTION IF I DON'T KNOW THE ANSWER TO IT!!?" I yelled back.
"I DO NOT NEED TO TAKE THIS. MY MAN HAS THREE JOBS." yelled out the woman.
"What are those jobs?" I asked.
"HE FARMS, BUILDS BUILDINGS AND HE IS A SOLDIER IN TIME OF WAR!!!!!" She yelled.
"STOP YELLING, YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME DEAF!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed.
"I'm sorry, It's Just I'm so mad. My daughter will not help me make tamales for a big feast." said the woman.
"I'm no woman, but maybe she's in the middle of her time of the month. How old is she?" I asked
"Not a day older than 12." she answered.
"And has she been yelling in a mad tone?" I asked.
"All day." she answered.
"Yep, she's going through an emotional change." I said.
"Oh." said the woman.
"I'll help you." I said. She said yes but there was only one problem. There wasn't any corn maize.
     I grabbed a hoe and started working. I planted corn stalks and watered them 24/7. It took at least a month for them to grow. While I was farming, she was at home cleaning the house and knitting cloth. She took care of her daughter and the turkey. She told me that her husband was in a war. That got me motivated to work harder. Her family was planning to have a big feast for when he came back.
    It is now near the end of the month and the corn is almost done growing. The next day I went out to continue farming. I found that the corn had grew the ultimate size. I grabbed about 89 pounds of corn and brought to the woman. She made corn tamales. They were ready just in time, because her husband had just arrived. He thanked me. She let me take 10 tamales. I ran back to the jet and went back to present time.
     It feels so good to help people. I learned that helping people that isn't even your family or friends, can reward you. I grew corn crops for a month and got rewarded with 10 tamales. I was so tired when I got home, so I went straight to bed.