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

1863 Lee Seelig Corporal Thomas Ward Jr. Blog Entry

This is one of the songs from a musical I have been writing about General Lee himself. I am planning to call it 'Lee.' This song is called The Gettysburg Devastation.
Parody of the Adams Administration
[Thomas Ward Jr.:]
How does Robert Lee the soft spoken


Virginian General of the Johnny Rebs
Son of a dead war veteran
lose his invasion,
Destroy his reputation?
Welcome, folks, to

[Ward/Company:]
Gettysburg Pennsylvania!

[Ward:]
The Rebels won at Chancellorsville, which makes Lee overconfident

[Hooker:]
Stonewall Jackson can't help you now, no more mister smart lieutenant.

[Ward:]
Lincoln fires Gen’ral Hooker,
Publicly calls him “a reluctant disaster” in his taunts

[Hooker:]
Say what?!

[Ward:]
Meade takes command with nonchalance
[Meade:]
Sit down, Lee, you fat granny[*bleep*]!

[Ward:]
Lee’s reached highwater, and small numbers take their toll!

[Meade:]
This is great!
He's out of soldiers
He lost the battle
And we just split the Mississippi river, ending his chance of winning.

[Lincoln:]
The general’s experienced, if somewhat lacking in his health.
As long as he holds a sword, he’s a threat.
He’s on the go; let’s keep him low.  




Thursday, April 20, 2017

1862 - Jeannette

I May Not Live Another Night (Parody of Story of Tonight from Hamilton)

I may not live to see our glory
There may be no glory at all
But please tell the kids the story
For when I eventually fall

More bullets, another round we fight
More bullets, another round we fight
More bullets, another round we fight

So praise the union's soldiers
and the hope they gave to us all
no matter what, I tell you
Praise the youth, the old, and fight
and remember all is right
I may not live another night

I may not live to see our glory
There may be no glory at all
But please tell the kids the story
For when I eventually fall

So praise the lord's freedom
Our resolve will never shake away
No matter what they tell you
And yet in the midst of war we stay
The majority are dying
I may not live another night

More bullets, another round we fight
More bullets, another round we fight
More bullets, another round we fight

The artillery's blazing
The minie balls are screaming out
The battle's far from over 
Our minds our clouded with the doubt
And tell the kids just how I died
I may not live another night


Hannah Landa 1862 Blog Harry Freeman

These are some words that shall aid us in battle. For the UNION!

1862 Battle Map-Lee Seelig-Corporal Thomas Ward Jr.-Blog 1862

I drafted this map of all the battles in the past year to shed some light on our tactical people as to benefit both our soldiers and the anxious citizens back home. As you can see, our situation in the East is not extremely encouraging as we are at a critical stage in the war with the Southern rebels. We need to improve our armies at all level from the training of the rank and file soldiers to the strategical prowess of our generals if we are to crush Lee and his buffoons. We must IMPROVE if we are to stop losing critical situations. I want to highlight the bright spot of my analysis; our situation in the Western states and territory is positive. We must continue our holy fight for abolition. Victory to God's Legion! Victory to the Union! Death to the South! Freedom to the Slaves! Sanctus Abolitionem!

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

1862 Blog- Kaylee Terrell



Oh Love by Misterwives song parody
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"Oh South"~ Battle of Antietam


Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Get yourself up of the floor
Why can't you be antiwar?
That might be the cure
I'm struggling with the Dixie's arise
Tired of all of, of the cries
Might be my last goodbye

And I know that the muskets should be down
We didn't come all this way to let the South

Break apart this country, gotta stay together
And I keep on sayin'

Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you go?
Cause I need hope that this main attack
Won't make my skull crack
Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you
Go oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Go oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Understand that Blacks aren't sinners
And you shouldn't be beaters
And don't tell me that it'll be just fine
The South isn't meant to succeed
Scarier than Dysentery

We're gonna fight by the borderline

And I know that the muskets should be down
We didn't come all this way to let the South
Break apart this country, gotta stay together
And I keep on singin'

Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you go?
Cause I need hope that this main attack
Won't make my skull crack
Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you
Go oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Go oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Go oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Go oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Excuse my pessimistic tone, I normally can do better
But the battle with all these casualties seem harder than ever
The CSA is full of hate, there absolutely is no debate
So this I cry and this I pray, God might let me in through the gate, oh

Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you go?
Cause I need hope that this main attack
Won't make my skull crack
Oh South, why did you go?
Oh South, why did you, why did you
Go oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Go oh oh oh, oh oh oh



































Monday, April 10, 2017

1861 Blog-Kaylee Terrell

Dear Ma and Pa,
July 21, 1861
A day I'll never forget
On the 16th the union army had maybe 37,000 men. We aimed to cut the railroad and then move into Richmond, and that's when things went horribly wrong.Somehow the Confederacy knew and had 22,000 troops in an 8 mile long line on one side of Bull Run Creek.
The 21st....the day I truly saw blood shed.General McDowell put us across the creek and we were instructed to crash into the South. To air-up Ma and Pa, I was scared, terrified even. I was amazed at the cockiness of some men Pa. They went and collected souvenirs instead of fighting! They were so sure that we were going to win, but don't worry Pa, I remembered what you told me. I'm doing this for our country, you and Ma, and in order to abolish slavery. A man called "Stonewall", as I heard other men call him, was in the middle holding together the 8 mile line. The south had a counter attack and so many more South soldiers showed up on horseback. So many people were hurt and so many died from not only our side, but also the South.We reported 2,896 casualties from the North. I saw men die right before my very eyes Ma. We lost this battle, but I know we're going to win the war. We have God on our side. I love you Ma, and you too Pa. I'll be the man you both raised me to be.
                                                                                                                          Isaac

The Shattered Shackles Issue One 1861

1861 Blog - Hanna


Mama,

War is just how I imagined. No one and I mean no one has sympathy towards others. I can't believe people are actually fighting over if it should be right to treat everyone with equality.

There's so many countless things that I wish I could take back from doing while in battle. There was a slave that was being forced to fight for a slaveowner in the south and I had to kill him or else I would be killed. That's probably one of the hardest things I've ever done in my life. Just knowing that I have to go to extremes like that to get justice on my race is unbearable.

I'm just grateful that we got our freedom when we did.

I love you so much mama and I promise when I get back you won't have to clean any more houses no more. We will be happy and free. Free from racism and free from debt. And happiness will rain on our lives forever. I love you and miss you so much. I'll be with you soon.

Love, Harry

1861 Blog-Lee Seelig

As a soldier going to war, compiling and learning important terms will aid me tremendously. To accomplish such means, I have created a list of flash-cards.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

My Dear Contance (Parody of Dear Theodosia from Hamilton) - Jeannette


My Dear Constance

My Dear Constance, Much to say to you
The war is harsh
we're fighting disease every day

to keep on surviving

In the midst of the carnage I pray

The south isn't something to be taken lightly
We've fought their armies,
and, of course, we've lost
but the stonewalls not budging
We die
So many
Die

People run by me, blood is everywhere
This is war, not some child's game
and I try not to look down at the people we've lost
We've lost

You might see the end of our nation
I'll bleed and fight for you
lay down my life for you
The traitors have split our nation
We'll free the slaves for you
and show them a thing or two
And I'll be okay
and I hear the troops say
We'll be okay
Someday, Someday


Oh, I recall our children playing, having fun
as they run
Look at me now
I think that I've forgotten how

To do the things they do
Oh, children I miss every one of you
I do
I'm in the war, I'm fighting your future
and, naturally, for our eternal father
This war ain't turning around (This war ain't turning around)

I swear I'll come back home
to you

I win and conquer this war

I don't want much more

I'll always be around for you

You might see the end of our nation
I'll bleed and fight for you
lay down my life for you
The traitors have split our nation
We'll free the slaves for you
and show them a thing or two
And I'll be okay
and I hear the troops say
We'll be okay
Someday, Someday

It may take more than ninety days
- General Bruce Stanton

Friday, April 7, 2017

No one really knows what it's like being black at a time like this. Most white folks remember their childhood as having birthday parties and getting a puppy for Christmas. But for me it was working long and hard in the fields just waiting for the sun to go down. It was just me and mama I knew that ain't nobody but her was gon' stand up for me.

That's why now that I got the chance to stand up for my race. I'm gonna make sure that me and my brothers is gon' have a chance to be free. So my children and my grandchildren and all generations after that will have a chance to get what I never had.

Grown-up my mama was always mak'in sure that I was warm at night. She does give me her extra blanket. Now that I'm older and I have the chance I'm gonna make sure that we both have extra blankets. That's why it's so important for me to get back to philly. Maybe one day she won't have to clean houses no more, and I can get a nice job and provide for her so she can have a peaceful rest of her life. Cos' that's what all them white people do ain't it.

All these White people in the north don't like slavery. But non of em really know what it's like to hate it like a former slave does. But at least I know they gotta heart... hearts that want peace In our country. What's the point of having a constitution if you're not gonna follow all of em rules. All men are created equal? Yea right. I guess I just don't understand what's so hard bout know'in right from wrong and I don't understand what's so hard about realiz'in how much pain you put people in when you whip em till it just don't hurt no more... Cause there ain't no nerves no bones...

All I want is to go home and tell mama I love her. But also I want us both to know what it's like to be free from the chains of racism.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Enlistment - Jeannette Tyler

This war is to fight the absolute horrors of slavery, and to end the poor suffering of people, who have no reason to be suffering. Are we all not creatures of the Lord? All brethren? We should treat the blacks with respect, not this unjust enslavement. I am Bruce Stanton, captain of God's Legionnaires, and we shall fight in a war against the traitors, so the slaves of the said traitors shall no longer have to suffer. We will take down slavery in a swift blow, knocking all southern advances to attack into the dust. Their batteries of artillery, their rifles, their cavalry, will all be blown away by the sheer willpower of the north for freedom. Shall we all be joyous beneath the Lord's great sky, and let other humans, other creatures, wish for the eternal embrace of death, no more. As the leader, my regiment will wipe the sin of slavery off the planet, and be done with this dastardly war before a drop of northern blood is spilled. Let the Confederacy hear my rage, and rage I shall! Conditions will be harsh, but the North will come up superior, as we have the industries, the fuel, and the perseverance that the South, sadly, lacks. We have numbers that rival theirs one man to two. and the traitors will perish. Just as swiftly as they brought the wings of war upon us, we will have it gone within 90 days, if even that long. I will make Delaware proud, and put Wilmington on the map as the birthplace of the great Captain Stanton, bravest captain this war ever did see. My child and five stepchildren will grow up in prosperity, with a father who braved the treacheries of war to free others, and will grow up to see the end of, not only the war, but the slavery that caused it.
- Captain Stanton, 1861

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Enlistment-Kaylee Terrell

Year:1861

I have decided to record my experiences within this diary, due to the fact that I have heard few of many brave tales of the soldiers whom have fought in wars and great battles, and have died heroic deaths. I wish to capture myself in this first entry, so if I die, I might lead a legacy. I am going to acknowledge the corn, slavery is one of the worst things our almighty nation has participated in. I am lucky enough to have grown up with my wise folks, Isabelle and Abraham Long. They have taught me not only in their opinion, but with God's. He has blessed me with my folks, and I know not everyone has been blessed with such, and I know many people in the South are letting the Devil lead them down the sinful path of owning people. Slavery is pulling apart our country, and it's important that the Union stays together, and slavery shall not accomplish that much. This is a main factor as to why I joined the war. My father is a history teacher, and he has told me many tales of our past, and I do not believe that the South has good motives as we did when we left England, and it's important that our country stays together or else we will be too weak and we might go through many other wars with many other countries.
                                                                                                           Isaac J. Long

Journal (Blog) of Corporal Thomas Ward Jr.-Enlistment Entry

I, Corporal Thomas Ward Jr, enlisted in the Union army last week on the day of my 21st birthday and have decided to chronicle the events of my (hopefully brief) military career. I have one goal: the abolition, once and for all. Slavery is morally wrong, and I intend to teach the traitors of the South that lesson, even if the only way they will learn is by artillery fire, naval blockades, scores of infantry and cavalry, devastating tactics, countless casualties, and impeccable strategy. If textbooks, chalkboards, and classrooms must be replaced with cartridge boxes, rifled muskets, and battles, so be it.
I come from the wonderful city of Boston, Massachusetts, where I have two anxious parents waiting for me, and I am leaving behind my wife Emily and baby boy Moses, named after the prophet who lead the Israelite out of bondage in Egypt. I pray he is not tasked with the same duty when he is fully grown; hopefully, abolition will be a bit quicker, but the metaphor still stands. My mother and father, may the Lord bless them, work as a nurse and newspaper editor respectively. They both despise slavery, and my dear father, Thomas Ward Senior, has devoted entire editions of his newspaper to it.
Then, after hearing accounts of the Battle of Fort Sumter and the treacherous secessionists, I joined president Lincoln's volunteer army. I will not rest until the sin of slavery is banished from the land or all who dare to support it have been sent to the deepest depths of Hell no matter what Lincoln says. My parents and wife were proud of my bravery when I told them I was to enlist, but they were also concerned about my well-being. In fact, my father pulled me aside while I was packing my bags. He asked me to keep a record of everything, and he gave me a printing press I could use to catalog the war in the form of a newspaper he would distribute to the people in the North seeking news from the front lines. My fellow Legionnaires and I plan to use his precious to the fullest extent, for we all understand Democracy dies in darkness. My comrades and I are prepared and willing to fight the greatest evil our nation has ever known with pen and sword. We have taken the name God's Legionnaires to affirm our devotion to the Lord and willingness to fight the sin of slavery. Victory to the Legion! Victory to the Union! Victory to God! Sanctus Abolitionem!

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...