Thavi+Chhoun

=Name:Anita Callaghan-Hunter  = =A page from the journal of a woman spy = = = ==Entry Number 1:My tutor, Frederick Douglass and the love of my life, Alec Hunter == (Images from photobucket.com) **[Frederick Douglass]** **[Alec Hunter]** **I remember when I was younger, a man named Frederick Douglass taught me how to read and write. He was a neighbor to the Callaghan plantation. He told me of his past with slavery and how he was beaten just because he was doing a bad job. He was taught how to read and write by his owner's wife by reading the Bible but she gave him the cold shoulder after wards when his master told her that Frederick could be able to forge his documents, saying that he was free. How he was moved from plantation to plantation and even to a "slave breaker" because of his attitude and him seeing his own aunt being beaten by a white man. I became a teacher to all the other children as I was evolving into an adult as Mr.Douglass became a traveling abolitionist. I was seventeen when I met my first love, Alec Hunter. He had tousled brown/blond hair and handsome onyx eyes. I can remember exactly how we met, I was riding in a carriage as my horse suddenly went wild, and there he was, Alec Hunter, who was walking by, had the power like a God and calmed it down. I felt like I couldn't breathe when he asked me if I was okay. He took me to his parent's plantation to the slave nurse to see if I was alright because I wouldn't answer him, mostly because of my nervousness. Our families were just alike, we treated our slaves good and just and never whipped them for any reason. I still felt like it was wrong though because they were human beings after all. I remember going past other plantations, seeing little kids suffering from malnourishment, being able to see the faint outline of their ribs, knowing that in the future even if they survive, they will working to death. Do these psycho masters get a good feeling in their stomach when they brutally injure another human being who they "think" is lower than them? That is not the way it's supposed to be. I would make a good abolitionist but I want to stay here with Alec because being an abolitionist is not easy and you barely have any time to yourself.**
 * Callaghan is my maiden name from my parents. I was born in New Bedford, Massachusetts with long brown hair and soft gray eyes. I'm currently engaged to Alec Hunter which feels like Heaven when I'm with him. He's a neighbor that I live with because both of our parents are deceased. He was drafted into the military for the Mexican-American War. Since woman couldn't fight or do any thing besides cook and clean I had to stay home and take care of the plantation. It didn't help that my heart was wounded from loneliness and suffering. When will he return? **

Entry Number 2:John C. Calhoun's Death Wish
(Image from photobucket.com) **<span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;">[John C. Calhoun] **

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Right now, I'm twenty but Alec is one year older than me. He's taught me so many things like how to ride a horse, how to tie a good knot and how to tend to a small wound using just your surroundings. I'm so glad that I met him but he's going away soon. I just don't know how I'll survive without him, he's my fiancee after all. Yup, happily engaged about a week ago. The wedding is postponed though, for after he gets out of this predicted war which I hope will never happen but if it does, I hope he gets out safe and alive. I don't think that it's only me who's having a hard time with their loved one. This war is hideous and horrible, don't they know that it's ruining America's families? I'm off to check on the crops now but, please Lord, give me the strength to survive just a few months without him. **
 * <span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;">"A positive good?", is that what John C. Calhoun says about human beings. Just because they are a different color gives us the right to treat them like trash and beat them like a dusty carpet? That son of a gun. I swear to God that if I ever see him, I'll give him a taste of what it feels like to be a dusty carpet. Then again, he's already been dead for about eleven years now."Oh look at me, I'm a senator and once a Vice-President with a butt load of slaves for my stupid plantation". I've just now heard about him because I've been going through some of the trash in the attic of my old plantation house that my parent's had left me in their will if they ever died, which they did. They were actually killed by some wannabe Nat Turner. I don't blame the poor slave who was brutally killed after wards but I do blame him somewhat, I'm torn. It's half and half, I'd do the same if I was being beat everyday by some grotesque human being. Alec's parents were killed too so now we live together with all our servants.

<span style="color: rgb(0,0,255); font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif;">Entry Number 3:<span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: Georgia,serif;">Lincoln's Election
<span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;">(Image from photobucket.com) **<span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;"> Lincoln won?! I don't know whether to be happy or worried. About three days after wards, South Carolina seceded from America, calling themselves the "Confederate". I don't know what is going to happen but I have a feeling that war is coming soon. Alec and I rode together to the military headquarters, he looked so stunning in his uniform though I knew it was going to be covered in blood and sweat soon. I held his hand for what felt like five seconds but in actuality, a very long time. I hugged him and inhaled the scent of fresh leaves and the morning air knowing that it'd be a while before I could smell it again. As I kissed him, I tried not to have a mental meltdown and start bringing out salty tears down my cheeks. After he began marching his way down with the others and he was just a mere figure in the horizon, I began my meltdown. I almost passed out from dizziness but one of my servants caught me. I still couldn't believe anything that was going on. Lincoln won more votes in the election than Douglas, Breckinridge and Bell. South Carolina had seceded and other states were joining in this "keep the slaves" rebellion. War was coming soon and my one and only true love went to prepare for that war. Also that I was engaged and needed to look for my wedding dress. My life is just a bundle of joy that I can't wait for it to be over. The plantation's production pace went down mainly because of me and my needing of servants to help cope with this stress. The only way that I can think of increasing production is feeding them more and giving them more energy to work harder and longer. That might be too much to handle but they're getting paid somewhat anyways. Oh my gosh, look at what I just wrote. Am I beginning to sound like one of those psycho slave owners? I need to find a way to deal with my stress as quickly as possible. ** <span style="color: rgb(0,0,255); font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif;">

<span style="color: rgb(0,0,255); font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif;">Essential Questions
==<span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode','Lucida Grande',sans-serif;">1. How does one's understanding of slavery affect his understanding of the people and events of the 1850s and 1860s? ==
 * <span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;">--- It would help him have a better understanding on why everything is happening. If you thought that slaves were just slaves and treated them like nothing then people like you were the main reason why everything was happening. It could help understand people better and why they do what they do. **

**<span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode','Lucida Grande',sans-serif;">2. Why would slavery ever be condoned in the United States? **

 * <span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;">--- I don't think that slavery would ever be condoned in the United States again because so many African-Americans worked hard to make that not happen. I doubt that they would say, "Hey let's give up and become slaves again.". There has to at least be 5 major wars before slavery is ever allowed again. **

**<span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode','Lucida Grande',sans-serif;">3. Was the Civil War the only means to end slavery in the United States? **

 * <span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;">--- I think that there could have been other options to end slavery. All the casualties were just not necessary just because a country couldn't decide what to do. They should have picked only representative from each state, discussed the issue and taken a vote .**

==**<span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode','Lucida Grande',sans-serif;">4. What are some of the long-term effects of slavery that are linked to the people and events of the past? **==
 * <span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;">--- Some of the long-term effects are racism, discrimination and harsh thinking against another. There are still some people who think that whites are much better than blacks but they just haven't opened their eyes fully to see how we are all the same yet different. Though all don't deserve to be judged based on their background or what "their" kind did, just on who they are right now. **