Dub Goob Summary
The story of Dub Goob AND HOW MOST OF OUR HUNTERS DIED
Somewhere in North America, around the Appalachians, around 12,000 years ago. I am Dub Goob, I'm 16, and I am a member of the Sorrod tribe, part of the alliance of the Druk. We all live in small huts, and wear mastodon, deer, and other animal furs. The clan comprises 49 people and 15 dogs. 22 of these people are warriors and hunters. Our clan and our allies live in a valley that stretches along the river, surrounded by high mountains and hills, and lots of forests and wildlife. The forests are dangerous, so we stay in the valley. The area in the valley is grasslands and swamps. Our clan used to live on fish and mastodon, but the fish are no longer abundant and recently, the mastodons that …show more content…
So, some people went to see what the noise was. I fell back asleep and when we woke up I was told that Greeb and Frok were badly injured by a dire wolf attack, so we needed to stay in the huts for the day. I went down to the river and ate some dried rabbit, then grabbed my arrow to find more. My dog Bork was able to sniff six out, so the supply did not go dry. I saw something in the distance watching us, but it walked away, so I went to camp and went to bed. The next day we walked until we reached a swamp. It was underneath the leaves and tree branches, so gronga and booga fell in. frong grabbed their arms, and struggled to hold on. I stepped in to help him, but then I saw a Saber tooth tiger grab Froog and rip his head off. Many people started yelling, and Gronga and Booga were left to die. We kept on walking for the whole day until sundown through the flat valley, stopping every once and a while to rest. Then we saw a lake with many fish and mastodons in the distance. We threw our nets into the water, while some people watched the mammoths. We walked towards the mastodons after catching some fish. The mastodons started screaming and I thought ‘Did they see us?’ But then, the entire herd of mastodons started running at us, thundering the ground and knocking over trees as they ran “GROO GROO GROO!” Green yelled as he pointed at the mastodons. All 15 of us ran as fast as we could to the trees. As the mastodons shook …show more content…
Unfortunately, Greeb’s leg was still recovering and he ended up falling and being eaten. People were panicking and hiding in the woods until we thought we were safe. But then, all of a sudden, a short-faced bear came out of the woods and roared and towered over us as we scrambled to fight it. “GROOK GROOK!” Yelled Frek, as he signaled for us to go. I said “GUMP?” and gestured to him to run.The bear ran up to him and he stabbed it with his spear, and he fought it off for as long as he could. The bear swiftly killed him with its giant claws, and ran up to the rest of us.”GROOOOOOOOOOOO!” I yelled as I watched him die. Running as fast as we can. 3 people fell into a ditch as we were running and were slaughtered by the bear. Everyone was panicking and running, and many fell over and were attacked by the bear. My group got away by doing sharp turns and running around trees, but was badly injured. I was horrified and grabbed some leaves to help my group, but only myself, Froog, Googa, Berg, and the dogs lived, and a majority of our group was dead. We walked out of the woods, and buried the bodies. We walked through the hills alongside the pass for days, until the mammoths stopped. Then we saw how
Somewhere in North America, around the Appalachians, around 12,000 years ago. I am Dub Goob, I'm 16, and I am a member of the Sorrod tribe, part of the alliance of the Druk. We all live in small huts, and wear mastodon, deer, and other animal furs. The clan comprises 49 people and 15 dogs. 22 of these people are warriors and hunters. Our clan and our allies live in a valley that stretches along the river, surrounded by high mountains and hills, and lots of forests and wildlife. The forests are dangerous, so we stay in the valley. The area in the valley is grasslands and swamps. Our clan used to live on fish and mastodon, but the fish are no longer abundant and recently, the mastodons that …show more content…
So, some people went to see what the noise was. I fell back asleep and when we woke up I was told that Greeb and Frok were badly injured by a dire wolf attack, so we needed to stay in the huts for the day. I went down to the river and ate some dried rabbit, then grabbed my arrow to find more. My dog Bork was able to sniff six out, so the supply did not go dry. I saw something in the distance watching us, but it walked away, so I went to camp and went to bed. The next day we walked until we reached a swamp. It was underneath the leaves and tree branches, so gronga and booga fell in. frong grabbed their arms, and struggled to hold on. I stepped in to help him, but then I saw a Saber tooth tiger grab Froog and rip his head off. Many people started yelling, and Gronga and Booga were left to die. We kept on walking for the whole day until sundown through the flat valley, stopping every once and a while to rest. Then we saw a lake with many fish and mastodons in the distance. We threw our nets into the water, while some people watched the mammoths. We walked towards the mastodons after catching some fish. The mastodons started screaming and I thought ‘Did they see us?’ But then, the entire herd of mastodons started running at us, thundering the ground and knocking over trees as they ran “GROO GROO GROO!” Green yelled as he pointed at the mastodons. All 15 of us ran as fast as we could to the trees. As the mastodons shook …show more content…
Unfortunately, Greeb’s leg was still recovering and he ended up falling and being eaten. People were panicking and hiding in the woods until we thought we were safe. But then, all of a sudden, a short-faced bear came out of the woods and roared and towered over us as we scrambled to fight it. “GROOK GROOK!” Yelled Frek, as he signaled for us to go. I said “GUMP?” and gestured to him to run.The bear ran up to him and he stabbed it with his spear, and he fought it off for as long as he could. The bear swiftly killed him with its giant claws, and ran up to the rest of us.”GROOOOOOOOOOOO!” I yelled as I watched him die. Running as fast as we can. 3 people fell into a ditch as we were running and were slaughtered by the bear. Everyone was panicking and running, and many fell over and were attacked by the bear. My group got away by doing sharp turns and running around trees, but was badly injured. I was horrified and grabbed some leaves to help my group, but only myself, Froog, Googa, Berg, and the dogs lived, and a majority of our group was dead. We walked out of the woods, and buried the bodies. We walked through the hills alongside the pass for days, until the mammoths stopped. Then we saw how