(Inspired by a line in Edward Rutherfurd's "London")

“For these” said the father, “are the things a boy should know.

The hemp for the twine, the yew for the bow

The tracks through the woods where the spirits go

To gauge with the eye through their hips and breasts

The choice of a wifeman for the seed to sow

The laws of the hearth – of meat for the guests

That the child be clothed e’er the man be dressed

Where to trap the fish when the river’s low

The tracks of the beasts they leave in the snow

To call to each other in the woods like the crow

To kill for the fire e’er the sun’s in the west

The tribute owed each god by whom we are blessed

Respect for the Elders whenever he’s addressed

To aim with the spear for the throat not the chest

The oaths of the ancestor’s forged long ago

To bind the tribe to fealty or sworn eternal foe

In friendship or blood the debts that we owe

Offend not your father nor question his behest

Leave grinning to the girls, for men are not impressed

The Trial of The Hunt – the warrior’s test

The use of the shield, the spear and its throw

For these” said the father, “are the things a man will know”