Tuesday, May 16, 2017

1865 Blog- Kaylee Terrell

Dear Ma and Pa,
            Oh, the loss that this country has suffered today. President Lincoln has been shot! I thank God that I have fallen ill and not tried to attend that play (Ha Ha Ha! Like I have the place and time!), else I would have tried to save him (though I know I would have been  without success). I have been praying that God treats him well, yet we all have the knowledge that he is a great and holy man. He will be treated well and he will sit close to the Lord at the Great Table.
            Ma, the war has been horrible, but I say with great happiness that I feel it's coming to an end quite soon. Your "baby" boy has grown quite a bit and I cannot wait 'till I return to you and Pa. I have missed you both dearly. I can guarantee that I shall never, and I mean NEVER, complain about my simple house chores again.
             (You best not let Ma read past this point) Oh, Pa the things that I've seen! I knew that war would have bloodshed, but men dropping left and right because of disease and illness was something you did not prepare me for. When Grandpa John passed, he warned me that if I were to join the military for war, there would be illness, but the way he described it was nothing like what I witnessed. Please, do help me pray for all the men that have been lost during this great war. I have been sick, with symptoms that have killed men, but thank the Lord I am no longer ill.
            (Ma can read now) Pray for the fallen men, and pray for President Lincoln, may God have mercy on their souls, even the Confederacy. I know the Devil was leading them to do the horrible things they did, 'twas not their fault, but Satan's.


                                                                                                                      With Love,
                                                                                                                                Your Son.
         

Monday, May 15, 2017

Lee Seelig 1865 Blog

Dear Thomas Ward Senior,
I regret to inform you of the death of President Lincoln. I may not be the first to inform you of this, but I can give you a first hand account for your paper, as I was sitting one row in front of the president himself. We were in Ford’s Theater for the viewing of the play “The American Cousin.”
Some time after the show started, I heard the ear shattering sound of gunshot, something I had hoped to never hear again. What happened after that is a blur in my mind; shock does that to a person. Now, my shock has turned to anger, and I have volunteered to help hunt down his killer, the actor John Wilkes Booth. I will not rest until Lincoln has been avenged! This war is NOT over!
Corporal Thomas Ward Junior

Skit; WHEEL OF SOUTHERN MISFORTUNE

J-Jeannette - Host
S-Saumya - Contestant 3
M-Macey - Contestant 1
K-Kenny - Lights
Z-Zoe - Co-host
C-Cynthia - Wheel of Southern Misfortune


J: Hello! And welcome to…
All: Wheel of Southern Misfortune!!
Jeannette: Now we’re going to need two contestants…
J: *pulls out two envelopes**gives to Zoe*
Z: Contestant one is… General McClellan! Come on up
Z: Contestant two is… oh my, General Lee? Please come up
All: *make James come up* *if not tell him he signed a waiver*
C: *make the fairy lights go off* *I wanna seem super flashy and sarcastic*
J: This is a one time, live action episode. So please, everyone take your seats.
K: *turns lights off*
J: General McClellan! Are you ready to spin the wheel?
M: *some form of approval*
J: *Holds out bell*
C: *when you hear the bell ding, spin the wheel to the color chart* *you’ll have a flashlight I promise*
Z: President’s Proclamation frees all slaves in the North! Gain 100 points! Off to a strong start!
J: *sound super fake* Are you ready to spin, Lee? Don’t wanna seem like a coward do we? Plus, you signed a waiver.
C: *spin the wheel to color chart*
Z: awww! Darn! Union forces Win Chattanooga! Lose 100 points, bummer.
J: McClellan! Care to spin again?
M: *general approval* *dings bell*
C: *you know what to do by now*
Z: General Grant has replaced General McClellan! Oh my! What a turn of events! I General Grant with us today?
S: *Stand up*
J: Wonderful! Why don’t you take McClellan’s place? Thank you! 200 points the the north!
J: Lee? Are you ready? Why not take another shot? Maybe your luck will improve!! Who knows?
C: *spin the wheel*
Z: General Sherman takes Atlanta!, Woah! That’s a shame! Lose 500 points! Ouch
J: and why not give the North an extra 400, just for sherman's march! What a wonderful accomplishment!
J: Grant! I believe it is your turn! Care to spin?
S: *ding bell*
C: *spin wheel*
J: Lincoln Promises no Malice is his second inaugural address! Well isn’t that charitable! 300 bonus points for sheer kindness! He’s one of the best presidents this nation, as a whole, has ever seen! Wouldn’t you agree, General Lee?
James: *idk, will probably say something*
J: Shush! You really shouldn’t use your entire vocabulary in one sentence! Save some for your defeat! Anyhow, it is your turn, why don’t you see if your luck turns! Good Luck!
C: *spin the wheel*
Z: Oh goodness! Has Lee’s Army dissolved?
J: I suppose it must have! Saylor’s Creek, perhaps the last battle of the war, where over ⅓ of Lee’s troops surrendered! My my! This doesn’t seem to be fairing well for you! Minus 600 points!
J: Now, Grant, are you ready for your final spin?
S: *approval*
C: *spin wheel*
J: Abraham Lincoln was assassinated! Oh I don’t have the heart to go on! My heart weeps for the entire country! What a good president! 300 points to all!

J: That is the end of our show, and with an astounding amount of points, the winner is… THE UNION
*fin*

1865 blog

Dear mamma,

  How come no one knows how to cook!? Everyone's always whining and crying about being so hungry! They can't even make a little batch of hard tack! There's only three ingredients!

  All my troop has been pretty much depending on me to cook. They say I'm pretty good at it. I hunted some fish in a river and made a really good stew. Everyone told my it was amazing! Everyone was trying to get there hands on it, some people were even willing to pay!

  The funny thing is i'm pretty good at it, I might even want to start my own restaurant and get back. No really good ones Back in Philly. Well at least ones that allow black people...

  Miss you so much mamma, wars almost over and I'll be coming home soon!

  From, Harry

Sunday, May 14, 2017

1865 - Jeannette Tyler

Parody of R.E.M. - Losing My Religion
Oh war, it's bigger
It's bigger
and you, standing near me
and as the battle goes on
the light dims in your eyes
Oh no, I've seen to much
And now it's done

That's me in the battle
That's me in a dreamscape
losing my sanity
Trying to keep up with life
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've seen to much
Have I done enough

I thought that I heard the screaming
I thought that I saw the blood
I think I thought I lost my mind

Every soldier
of every haunting war
I shut my eyes tighter
Trying to forget the faces
Of all those who's lives god took
Oh no, I've seen to much
And now it's done

Consider this
The war of the century
consider this
The war that tore me
shattered my mind
what if all these memories
Shall naught haunt my dreams
Now is it done?

I thought that I heard the screaming
I thought that I saw the blood
I think I thought I lost my mind

But that was just a dream
Was it just a dream?

That's me in the battle
That's me in a dreamscape
losing my sanity
Trying to keep up with life
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've seen to much
Have I done enough

I thought that I heard the screaming
I thought that I saw the blood
I think I thought I lost my mind

But it was just a dream, try cry, why, try
It was just a dream, just a dream, just a dream
Dream


-This song was a reference to the PTSD the veterans undoubtedly had. I know it's grim. Sorry.

Monday, May 1, 2017

1864 Blog- Kaylee Terrell

Bittersweet by Panic at the Disco song parody
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"Lincoln's Staying"~ Lincoln's Re-election


Lincoln's staying, Lincoln's staying, oh yeah
He's not leaving, no
He's pulling all the votes, and absoluetly
I'm not a betting man but he's staying sure thing

I've fought long and hard and have some battle scars
In so many places, that you may say I should be dead
But with Lincoln sitting there
I have hope and care
Of the U.S being together after all

Everything he does is amazing
He does the things that make the south hell raising
He freed the slaves way down Southern deep
It feels like I can now sleep
So amazing

I'm glad that's how it's gonna be
I'm glad that's how it's gonna be

Lincoln's republican
And he has got
Two hundred and twelve
Electoral votes
Democratic McClellan had
About 21
From all of the three states
I'm glad for what awaits

Everything he does is amazing
He does the things that make the South hell raising
He freed the slaves way down Southern deep
It feels like I can now sleep
So amazing

I'm glad that's how it's gonna be
I'm glad that's how it's gonna be
I'm glad that's how it's gonna be

He has got
2.3 million votes
It's such a mystery why he's here (talking to you McClellan)
And he became
Well known by his name
President once again
I think that he can bring this nation back together

Lincoln staying, Lincoln's staying oh yeah
He's not leaving, no
He's still here for us

Everything he does is amazing
He does the things that make the South hell raising
He freed the slaves way down Southern deep
I think I can now sleep
So amazing

It feels like a big relief
 So amazing

I know I can now sleep
So amazing


1864 - Jeannette

Bo Burnham - Make Happy - Parody
Now the war is done
I hope you didn't give up or
betray us and start to run

And if you fought this thing alone
you might not have died
but maybe a few times
you felt like you might go

But if you cried a bit
that's fair
but either way, could you find a little more time
to care for those who fell

On a scale from one to zero
did we really win?
Are we really the heroes?
did we really win?
I'm open to questioning
did we really win?
I guess the bloodshed's done now
did we really win?

I really wanna know if we won the war
and I think we even might've if we didn't leave off
with a bittersweet ending like
I'm owed some life
When, the yanks didn't, like, annihilate
all the young faces of the war
Wait, Oh god, I could've died

So if you know or even knew if
We had really won
On a scale from one to two now
Have we really won?
I guess our hands are red now
Have we really won?
Dear Constance, I made it
I guess we must've won


Corporal Thomas Ward Jr-Lee Seelig-Blog 1864

I create two hopefully satirical illustrations, known as me-mes, to celebrate Sherman's successful march in Georgia. I sincerely hope these provide much needed comic release to the soldiers on the front lines. Enjoy! Sanctus Abolitionem!


Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Poem-Hanna Landa-1863

Skin over blood, Liberty of her family, Death over equality, Those were the extremes of the war... North versus South, Rich versus poor, Brother versus brother. Those were the extremes of the war... Who is to blame? Racism? Classism? Dominion? Maybe strength... Those were the reasons for the extremes... Devoted, beloved, in memory of... We say to those who have fallen Savage, gladness, chauvinist... We say to those who survived...

Monday, April 24, 2017

1863 Blog- Kaylee Terrell

For soldiers to fight in the battlefield, we are required to know some vocabulary in order to fight alongside my Union brothers. Here are some of the examples:
https://quizlet.com/_3dsi16

1863 - Jeannette

The screams of the wounded almost overpower the silence of the dead
So many lay crying, but far more lay still
too still
The carnage of the battle is seen for miles
I take a final view of my surroundings
So many of my men lay among the fallen
their screams echo in my ears
One scream from my left, another from my right
falling, falling,
fallen
My ears ring as we start running
Retreating to the center of town
It's times like these
when all hope is lost,
when the gunfire is upon us like hail
when the crack of thunder matches the crack of gunfire
and crack the resolve of our men to hold fast
the tactics. My brain surprises me with it's use
we must follow orders
we must persevere
and as the gunpowder turns the world white
and the sour smell poisons the land
While the horrific scenes behind us
poisons the mind
As we charge into
the midst of battle

1865 Blog- Kaylee Terrell

Dear Ma and Pa,             Oh, the loss that this country has suffered today. President Lincoln has been shot! I thank God that I have fal...