The Lost History

[Jundo Mandas]

"Well, now, look at you. I don't think I've ever seen an apprentice as tired as you."

Giving a small smile, he came over with two plates of hot food. Placing one down in front of Mak, he took a seat, looking at the young boy.

"Tell me something, Mak: how do you feel?"

 

[Mak Manto]

"Like a bantha ran over me..."

Looking up at his Master, he ate a tiny bit of the food before laying his head down again.

"Master, that wasn't fun! It was hot and boring and hard work!"

 

[Jundo Mandas]

"Boring and hard work, hmm?"

Looking at Mak, Jundo put his fork down, studying his apprentice carefully.

"Mak, when I clean up your room everyday, making your bed, putting back your action figures and laserball, it's boring work, but I do it because it has to be done. For you to be a great Jedi, you need to do hard work."

"Nothing in life comes easy, Mak. If you want something, you need to work hard for it."