In order to answer the challenge, I was forced to write in the present tense, first person form. I also had to avoid using a great many words that I normally would have used. It was fun and, well... challenging.
It�s Sunday morning � a day that most would call holy � but for my ward and I it�s a workday. Jody and my ward busily work to finish a task. I stand by my ward, as I always do, watching and waiting for any hazard to fall. Not that I want any tribulation, but I am vigilant for it. I said last month that I would jump in front of a gun to guard my ward, and I was truthful. I would do anything it took so that no harm would touch anybody whom I guard.
My ward is oblivious, as always. Writing an oration for Franklin about this holiday and how amazing it is. Actually, my ward is mostly arguing with Jody about it. I stand without a sound and wait. This job is all about waiting. Waiting for my ward to go out, waiting for any hazards that may fall, waiting to go out at day�s conclusion. Waiting is good, though. I favor waiting to acting. Acting can only signify that my ward is at risk. A corollary of action is my passing away, or my ward dying, if I�m too slow.
�You okay?� my ward asks, in worry. I only nod. My ward grins impishly and motions toward a door. I nod again and go out in front to watch for out any hazards. Thankfully my ward and I attain our goal without any snags. My ward looks my way and grins, as Franklin starts his proclamation. I just nod and look away.
Conclusion�