Striving Workers

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3 day Battle Memoir Poem We only wanted our friends to get us some shoes  But ended up fighting a battle on a date we didn't choose After a summer of Southern wins I don't know if I have much hope as I should for the Union I'm so scared, so scared of dying  BOOM, SHING, SLASH!Bullets flying, Soldiers dying Gettysburg Battle has begun But its only day one  And we are already pushed back into town At the end of the day at least we had the high ground Day 2,we are fighting once more The days almost over & it was all full of Gore  The Maine regiment ran out of their bullets  They fixed bayonets, charged downhill at the Southern sea  & got through I'm so scared, so scared of dying BOOM, SHING, SLASH!Bullets flying, soldiers dying total casualties so far is 37,000 But more will be added to that number We thank God that we didn't lose Little Round Top We are doing better than I thought We all line up on day 3 i

Recipe for Hardtack 2 cups flour 1/2 tablespoon salt (optional) 1/2 to 3/4 cup water Preheat oven to 250 degrees F. Combine flour with salt in a mixing bowl. Add water and mix with hands until the dough comes together. Roll out on a table to about 1/3 inch thickness. Use a knife to cut 3×3 squares from the dough. Place on baking sheet, and use a dowel (see note above) to make 16 evenly-spaced holes in each square. Bake for at least four hours, turning over once half-way through baking. Cool on a rack in a dry room. Story: After a long day of practice, I got very hungry. I went around searching for some birds and deers, but there wasn't anything. Then, I went asking for supplies and only got flour and water. I later remember my dad told me a recipe called Hardtack. It was flour and water mixed then baked. I got a bowl, placed in the ingredients, and started mixing away. I later used my knife and cut the dough into 3 by 3 squares. I placed it on a pan and over a fire. I notic

O Captain! My Captain!- This poem talks about a captain who dies right after a rough storm on a ship. The captain represents Abraham Lincoln who  dies after the "storm" (Civil War). The ship represents the United States as it "sails" through rough times. Bonnie Blue Flag- This is a well-loved song by Confederate soldiers that talks about the order of each state seceding to make the Confederacy. This song was sang with great pride, listing the components of the "nation". Come up from the Fields, Father- This poem shows how war can affect one's family. The son/brother to a family was sent to war, and this poem discusses how the family reacts to the death of a loved one.

My Dear Harriet, Oh how I miss you! I miss the squeals of our six children , bobbing up and down while running around our small house because of their uncontrollable laughter. The comfort and peace of seeing your face each morning before the rooster crows is greatly missed. The Union shipped me over on train to Maryland . Thank God the Union  has 75% of our country's (yes, the South is acknowledged as part of the country) railroad mileage. I fought in the Battle of Antietam. Wow! Let me just tell you, I barely made it out alive! McClellan was the general ,and he was way to confident because we found the Confederate battle plans. His battle tactics were a little wacky, if I am being honest. We were sent in waves instead of all at once. McClellan believed that General Lee (a disgrace) had way more soldiers . Because we were sent in waves, the Confederate (with their amazing shooting skills , not going to lie) took some of our soldiers down. We eventually won, but McClellan w

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April 17th, 1861,              The new president Lincoln sent out a call for 75,000 men to join the war against our turned southern brother. I have signed up. I am now sitting here writing this down in my journal wondering if I did the right thing... I just want my job and to keep our country together. April 20th, 1861,              The news came out this morning about how there are now 11 casualties in the war now. to be honest with myself I am very nervous to go to war. Mr. president is having a hard time trying to get the border states to join our fighting cause. I miss good my food from the farm. July 22nd, 1861,              Yesterday we were battling against the Confederates in Bull Run . I stood with my buddy Jackwell on my right and a soldier I don't really know that well on my left. We suddenly told to march forward and attack firing our guns as the rebs do the same. Boom after boom I fired only to be shot back at faster. Over the chaos my heart raced and

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My Dearest Elizabeth, It's been four days since the war had reached upon the land, to say I yearn for your presence is an understatement. As time passes by, I come face to face with the reality that our Union is crumbling apart. The predicament and quandary i'm facing distraught's me and keeps me up at night with turbulent thoughts . The decision our government took in order to deal with the south's way of life is utterly ridiculous. I was taken away from our family because society couldn't prevent the south from believing the government wanted to abolish slavery. I realize my reasoning for preventing mayhem among the nation is incomprehensible, dehumanization and human confinement is morally wrong, people would be blind not try and find a way to prevent it from spreading, but the whole union shouldn't be the one to suffer for the mistakes of a portion of society. In the past week, our forces had confronted shameful defeat. We had to surrender Fort Sumter  o

Dear Rebecca Hansen,                     I missed you, my brother, and my amazing three sons.  I missed the farm and the long days of work. Wishing that I'm able to come home. The surrender of Ft. Sumter, President Lincoln called for 75,000 volunteers to form an army  and I joined to help out. It was long till the first shot or cannon was fired and many batteries of artillery were passing through the air. Unfortunately, many of the soldiers are still healing from Chloroform, a liquid drug used to put people to sleep. I hope the blacks still stays in the south and doesn't expand, while the Whites are still superior. I'm writing this in the boat going towards the next quest we're given. I wish you the most of luck and I will be fine.                                                                                                        Loved, Robert Hansen

My dear sweet Analaya, Life in the military has been dreadful without you and our sons. In the beginning of my time here I was full of motivation, bravery, and strength  but after our  battle at Fort Sumter I have changed. We were surrounded all around by the Confederates and were firing at us at three different points. Andrew and I both were at a cannon when the first shot was fired... right at us and then all at once hell broke loose. Shocked by the sudden shot we stood their looking at each other thinking we were going to die. Analaya I have never been so terrified! My body went numb as General Major Anderson frantically tried to shout out orders over the chaos that exploded out. Andrew and I fumbled over each other as we tried to fire our canon back. Five hours pass and sadly Major Anderson surrendered to the South. He made us surrender! Ana we could have kept fighting! God was with us and kept everyone one in our army safe and alive, no casualties. When the 3000 round gun

Dear Harriet , Ever since Lincoln called for 75,000 volunteers and I volunteered, I miss you all very dearly. I miss the sweet smell of your apple cinnamon bread, and the coziness of our tiny home. Fort Sumter was just taken over, so the war has just officially started after all the rising tension. This long journey to the keeping of our jobs has just started. I am praying that slaves stay down South even if the South does win ! Please tell the family hello! South Carolina seceded and then, many other states followed its path, and now, we suddenly have a whole nation- well we aren't really supposed to acknowledge their "nation" - to fight against! I am writing this from my bunk, along side one of my new friends who is recovering from an injury on a ship. He was knocked out with chloroform and put on a rusty stretcher. We are determined to make it out of this war alive, so we can see our lovely families again. Our supplies have been depleted by the hungry soldiers.