Civil War Journal

Of Tea Moranetz

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[Photo of Me]

Dear Diary,

Hello, I  am Sarah Picketson, Today I turn 20 years old. There really is not big celebration, but that's OK. I am now a nurse in the war for about 2 years. Today, when I was caring to the sick and wounded, I got a letter from Kentucky telling me that my father died and his will said it would be given to my brother , Daniel. Of course, my brother died in the war helping the union, so the money went to me and to whom ever I marry. Considering that I am a nurse in the war, I won't be able to get out until the end of the war. Anyways, I was wondering how long this war will end. I want the Union to win because, I think slavery is wrong, we shouldn't treat slaves like this, we should treat them like humans not pets.

(#1)

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J.T. : I think I've had too much joy juice, I’m a little wallpapered.

I think I’m gonna hunker down and hit the hay, I miss my wife and kids

T.M: Ok, Skedaddle, I’m gonna grab a root before I hit the hay.

J.T. : Ok, My bread box feels like I’ve been hit by an Arkansas toothpick, I’m gonna grab a root with yah

T.M: Bully! Come on Possum Lets eat.

J.T. :Ok, but first lemme take a quickstep

‘T.M: I want some steal crackers and goobers hurry up!

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[Photo]

union, two African American, beer, playing cards and reading, the rest look like joining together, wall in the back, fort made of trees, some kind of tent in the back. Smoking pipes, pot on the floor, the African american has a wine bottle, in the woods/forest. something must of happened bad or someone dropped the camera, the camera is cracked, 164 is crossed out on the glass, "towl" is scribbled on the glass of the camera, higher rank,  could be the fall, could be morning.

(#2)

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Dear Mother,

I hope your OK at home, I go a letter that you got sick. I hope you get well.  You always wanted to know what soldier camps felt like and seemed like, so I'll tell you about my day. I got up like any other day I got dressed and went to care for the wounded soldiers that were in battle a few days ago. This one man, I believe his name was John, while I was taking care of him, he told me a little bit about his life. I told him that he could write a letter just like I am with you to his wife and kids. I left him alone to think of what to write to them. Later on, when he was done, I picked it up and asked one of the generals to see if they could find someone to send it to. Later on, I heard a beating of a drum. It wasn't a wake up call for sure, I looked outside and saw that there was a man that had a sign on his neck that said "Thief". The boy probably thought that he could get away with it. Its not like what it used to be, when they had more free time. Now a days they are doing drills all day, even when there not, they are either cleaning there guns and or uniforms or something else that relates to going onto the battlefield preparing them to fight for what they thing is right. Anyway that's all.

Love your daughter,

Sarah

(#3)

[The color]

1. Jeremiah, when you chose to care for your sick mother, what caused you to make that choice? Well my brother went off to the war to fight, if I went, my mother would of been all alone by herself, I felt if I left my mother by herself she could get even more sick.

2. Jeremiah, looking back what is something in your life that you are proud or happy about? I am proud of saying home and taking care of my mother, she was one of my most important people in my life. Even though I wanted to go with my brother, I wanted to take care of my mother the best.

3. Jeremiah, what is one thing about your life you wish had been different? If I could wish for anything in my life to change, it would be that I wish my mother couldn't of died.

4. Jeremiah, what was it like to be captured by the confederate army? It as honestly the worst experience of my life, they beat me and tried to brainwash me to what they thought was right and tried to control me. It felt like I should die any second. It was that painful.

(#4)

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Morning walk

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Song:

"Ain't It Fun"

I mind letting you down easy

But give us time

If it doesn’t hurt now then just wait, just wait a while

You're not the big fish in the pond no more

You are what they're moving on to

So what are you gonna do when the battle don’t go the way you want to?

So what are you gonna do when the battle don’t go the way you want to?

Ain't it fun fighting for our freedom

Ain't it good fighting all alone

Where you're from

You might be the one who got things

Well, you can wave anybody's flag to get what you want

You see, it's not easy to ignore a trouble

When you're living in you're rubble

So what are you gonna do when the battle don’t go the way you want to?

So what are you gonna do when nobody wants to rebel with you?

Ain't it fun fighting for our freedom

Ain't it good fighting all alone

Ain't it good to fight your own

Ain't it fun you can’t count on everyone

Ain't it good to fight your own

Ain't it fun you can’t count on everyone

Ain't it fun fighting for our freedom

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

Ain't it fun

Ain't it fun

Soldier, now you're one of us

Ain't it fun

Ain't it fun

Ain't it fun

Ain't it fun fighting in the real world

Ain't it good, ain't it good fighting all alone

Ain't it fun fightinging in the real world

('Cause the world don't fight around you)

Ain't it good, ain't it good being all alone (oh)

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

(Down to your mama)

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

(Don't go crying to your mama)

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

(Oh, this is the real world)

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

(Don't go crying to your mama)

This is the real world

This is the real world

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

Don't go crying to your mama 'cause you're on your own fighting the world

(An't it fun- Paramore)

(#5)

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- Write a journal entry describing camp life. Explain how you pass time at camp. What is your favorite food? Include the recipe.

Dear diary,

I was really bored to day so I decided to write about what I've done. When i'm not healing, helping or curing  soldiers to get better, I usually talk to the other nurses, they tell me stories about their kids. I got to see some pictures of their sons and daughters. It makes me sad. I showed them a picture of my dead brother, the oldest nurse there said that she met him one time. When it became dark, we heard the soldiers singing songs, some of us sang quietly to ourselves and others just listened.

My favorite recipe is;

  • 1-1/2 pounds of beef, preferably brisket

    Marinade:
  • 1 tsp. salt
  • 1 tsp. seasoning salt
  • 1/2 tsp. each - pepper, onion powder,
  • garlic salt
  • 1/4 cup each - soy sauce, Worcestershire
  • bye.

    (#6)

    [Soldier Fun]

    Dear Diary,

    there are so manyn people who are sick and wounded. Too many diseases!

    there is;

    - typhoid fever

    - diarrhea

    - lung inflammation

    - dysentery

    - flu

    - measles

    - mumps

    - chicken pox

    (#)

    [The Battle]

    Dear diary,

    The war it over, I have no one left, I have my parent's money, and a some what broken house from my mother. The war destroyed many things where I lived and now we have to rebuild. Everything is so different from the way it was before, it'll be quite a while before everything goes back to normal. I still work as a nurse to heal the wounds of the people who go or get hurt after the war. I don't get paid much, but at least I can still earn some money to help me out here. Every so once in a while I picture a home, my home. beautiful clear water, and looking over the horizon of a mountain before I have to go back to reality. Anyway got to go.

    From,

    Sarah

    (#8)

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