Peasantry:
The Manor:
-Medieval Peasants lived and worked on The Manor which is the lord's estate.
Most Peasants were considered serfs, which were tied to the land but not slaves.
Serfs were nit allowed to leave the Manor without the lord's permission and whenever the Manor was granted to another lord, the serfs went with it.
The Peasants worked several days of the week cooking, cleaning, farming, repairing roads, bridges and fences.
They would pay a fee to the lord whenever they got married, inherited land or used the local mill.
Peasants were usually paid with grains, chicken, honey or eggs.
The peasants were under the lord's protection from raids or warfare and they were given houses and food.
-Medieval Peasants lived and worked on The Manor which is the lord's estate.
Most Peasants were considered serfs, which were tied to the land but not slaves.
Serfs were nit allowed to leave the Manor without the lord's permission and whenever the Manor was granted to another lord, the serfs went with it.
The Peasants worked several days of the week cooking, cleaning, farming, repairing roads, bridges and fences.
They would pay a fee to the lord whenever they got married, inherited land or used the local mill.
Peasants were usually paid with grains, chicken, honey or eggs.
The peasants were under the lord's protection from raids or warfare and they were given houses and food.
A compressed nature:
-Peasants never travel and they have no schooling nor knowledge of the outer world.
Their community included a dozen huts, a mill, a chapel and The Manor house.
Serfs farmed in strips which were divided among families in different fields. Good and bad land was shared equally.
Their community included a dozen huts, a mill, a chapel and The Manor house.
Serfs farmed in strips which were divided among families in different fields. Good and bad land was shared equally.
Diary of a Peasant:
(This information is inaccurate and fictitious, all characters were made up by the author since, peasant did not know how to read and write during this era!)
Dear Diary,
Life at the Manor is hard, as always. Lynette and Julian have been working extra hard, helping our fellow workers prepare for the little prince's tournament. Their lives has been tough too, even more hard and miserable with their mother's death of the flu. Their father, Hoffle or whatever he was called, ran off the Manor without our great lord's permission and vanished not to be seen again. That leaves me, their aunt, the only legal guardian. The three of us live in the smallest hut with our pigs and sheep.
Lord Robert's son, James, is hosting a huge tournament at the field next week. Everyone is talking about how grand it is going to be, too bad peasants aren't allowed to attend, just serve! The head serf has been pushing us to the limit in order for James's gathering to be pure perfection. Any mistakes or slight tumble of plans can be seriously punishable.
Last night before bed, Cora, my friend from the hut across ours, ran to me saying how Lord Robert and his older brother Lord Stan has quarreled and are having a fight. She says, she heard the screaming and shouting of the two brothers echoing through the hallway. Cora even says that the Prince's tournament is more likely to be canceled, and I don't think she is bluffing!
Love,
Catherine
23rd of September, 768 AD
Life at the Manor is hard, as always. Lynette and Julian have been working extra hard, helping our fellow workers prepare for the little prince's tournament. Their lives has been tough too, even more hard and miserable with their mother's death of the flu. Their father, Hoffle or whatever he was called, ran off the Manor without our great lord's permission and vanished not to be seen again. That leaves me, their aunt, the only legal guardian. The three of us live in the smallest hut with our pigs and sheep.
Lord Robert's son, James, is hosting a huge tournament at the field next week. Everyone is talking about how grand it is going to be, too bad peasants aren't allowed to attend, just serve! The head serf has been pushing us to the limit in order for James's gathering to be pure perfection. Any mistakes or slight tumble of plans can be seriously punishable.
Last night before bed, Cora, my friend from the hut across ours, ran to me saying how Lord Robert and his older brother Lord Stan has quarreled and are having a fight. She says, she heard the screaming and shouting of the two brothers echoing through the hallway. Cora even says that the Prince's tournament is more likely to be canceled, and I don't think she is bluffing!
Love,
Catherine
23rd of September, 768 AD