“Tu-ta-ti, nu-na-ni, bu-ba-bi, zu-za-zi...tu-ta-ti, nu-na-ni, bu-ba-bi, zu-za-zi…” The sound of children reciting their syllabic exercises1 came from the tablet-house in the precincts of the Temple of Enlil. In a sunny patch of grass, a flock of sparrows was pecking for crumbs scattered from their lunch by the edubba students.
“Hoy, have they all gone ba…
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