My Spelling Obama Speech

Word Script Thingy:

As I stand before you in this stadium, we are going to discuss the educational crisis around the world. Did y’all know that the general 5th grade student these days does not know how to put words in alphabetical order? I mean, seriously, how hard is it to get some darn words alphabetized? Apparently we need to add more technology to the whole ecosystem so they can learn how to look at an alphabet and it can be very hands-on, because obviously most kids need to know how to actually complete an assignment. Remember this quotation: I am going to limit the web sites and sources for all the technology, because of the advertising for the industrial companies. Some of the advertising dialogue can be very irritating to your learning experiences. Some of the words are intentional to make you click on the ad, but seriously, we don’t want out children exposed to that. And when I limit the computer sites, I hope it understandable because I want to make sure there isn’t any unnecessary stimulation and exposure. I am just thinking about the children. And I can relieve the unpopular superstition that you can go blind by just trying to photocopy something. Now everybody knows that this paragraph I just recited about child education is going to be monumental all around the world, oh yes and make sure to thank our sponsors over here at the white house, champion shoes. They donate every penny they make to help the survival in Hay Tee. And thank y’all all for coming out to show your appreciation for education and now 5th grade can know what a homophone is.

My Creature

"It's alive Mua-ha-ha-haaaaaaaaaa!!!" Well, not really. This is the story of how Woolly Pit Rats survived for so long, but their are very few (due to the ugliness of this animal, bless their hearts).

One day there was a Woolly Pit Rat named Bob. Bob lived in a dark pit, where it was very humid, so his hair was all puffy. He pretty much looked like a pea pod with a brown-gray tennis ball on top. So anyways, he went to school one day, and these mice were making fun of him, just because his mom is a Green Pit Viper and his dad is a Bosavi Woolly Rat. So after school he told his parents what happened and they just ignored it (now that's good parenting). So the next day at school the whole class had recess. They were still teasing him, so he just ignored it. Suddenly, he saw a very big owl swoop down and take the mice 1 by 1. Before he knew it, they were all gone. Soon the owl came down and approached him.
" I am very hungry, but you look WAY too nasty and ugly to eat, so I guess I'll just find something else."
From then on he never got made fun of again (even though he was still ugly) and he used his ugliness as an advantage. That is why they aren't very rare, because of their lack of tastefulness. And also Bob eventually died because he was way to ugly and nobody cared about him, so when he got sick, they didn't even care to pay his medical bill and stuff, so yeah, he died.

THE END

Chapter 1 Health

I think that the Circulatory, Respiratory, Digestive, and Excretory systems are considered transport systems because your food travels down and out (if you know what I mean), and your air and oxygen travel down, around, and back up, so they transport from 1 place to another while the organs help different things go to one place to another. But each system help each other out,and they all make up your insides, and help you stay alive. And it helps you get rid of your way and transport it from food to waste, and it helps you flush out your system, and get rid of the things that can make you sick, as well as dead skin and stuff like that. Basically, you need your body systems and all that stuff to keep your water content balanced, as well as everything else balanced, by transporting things in and out of your body. So I think that is why they are considered transport systems.

After Taking The TAKS

What I thought about the TAKS. Well, at first before the test, I felt like I was going to just break down and cry. I was seriously scared because I didn’t know what was coming and what to expect. And it was also kind of scary because I wouldn’t know the difficulty level, so I didn’t know how hard it was really going to be. Now let me get on to the details. Oh yeah, about the math. It took me forever to do it just because I wanted to be 100% sure about my answers. It was pretty easy, because I used my strategies and looked for the key words, and boxed them in so I wouldn’t forget they were there. There wasn’t really one specific question I had problems with, considering if I had a problem then I would just reread the question. I breezed through all the questions and had time to prove my answers and be pretty sure about it, just a little over 2-3 hours. That was pretty fast for me. But I just think that the stress and worrying about the test was more pain then the test itself. I was just hoping that there would be more simplifying fraction questions on there, because that is my favorite thing to do in math. And I really got to know how to simplify fractions really good, because of that rap that Pamela and me made. But that’s a whole other story. Now to summarize about the math TAKS, it was easy, it was fast, and I hope I passed. Hey, that rhymed. Now on to the next one, the reading TAKS. The reading TAKS was easy, but harder than the math. I don’t even remember how long it took me; I just remember I was one of the last ones done. I read each story like at least 3 times: the first time just to get a good idea about the story, the second time to take notes about my reading and use all my strategies, and at the very end I read it again in order to check my answers. Some of the questions were just common sense, considering you could just answer them without reading the story. But some questions really made me think. Like the very last question in the story about the dog that never gave up and saved those people from that fire. But some questions were very easy because all you had to do is look back in the story. But my favorite type of questions are those ones that ask you," Based on the information in the passage, which one is most likely to happen?” I like those types of questions because they really get me thinking and every now and then I daydream about what could happen. But daydreaming really helps me solve those kinds of problems. It’s really funny that some of the answer choices make no sense at all. But sometimes they can be tricky but it gets me thinking, and I really love a challenge. But the story in the TAKS that I liked the most was the one about the substitute teachers and the kids plan to waste class but when they get a nice sub then he outsmarts them, and they have fun and finally learn to enjoy class. I could actually picture the story in my head, just like a TV. Looking back now at the test rally gets me thinking about my personal goals after college and stuff like that. It makes me think that I can overcome anything. But I can’t be too sure because I need to know my grade before I can move on. I just cant wait until I see my grade because I will be sad if I get a bad grade, but I am very confident that I got a good grade after looking at that test. I am also very confident in the reading considering I triple-checked my answers in the story. The only catch is, when in the world am I going to know my score?!?! Its eating me alive!!!

Future Quest

Okay, so in the future when I am an important person traveling the world with 70-year-old Angelina Jolie and helping out kids in other countries, with my part-time job of being a veterinarian, I'm going to look back and reminisce about my past years and taking the 1 test that has helped me reach my goals: The TAKS. Some people find it hard, but I think it's just another test. But before I look into the future, I have to think about my responsibilities now. I need to worry about passing the TAKS instead of just thinking things will come to me without work. I think the TAKS test will help me in the future because I would be like," When I passed the TAKS, then I know that I have reached my goal because I tried hard and succeeded, and it taught me to try my hardest." But I know that since I tried hard I will succeed, and it should be easy to get what I want. But after I pass the TAKS in my last year in high school, I will be like,"Yes!!! I made it!!!" And the I could submit a form (or whatever you have to send) and hopefully that college will accept me. When I graduate from college, I will get a nice job, like I said at the beginning of the story ( And if you don't know, ask Angelina Jolie hehehe ). But the TAKS test will have a major affect on me because I take it seriously. Meaning, if I pass it is a positive affect, because it will help me pass on to the next grade, and it would really mean a lot to me. But if I don't it will be the end of the world (Noooooooo!!!!). It doesn't really matter if I get commended because I am trying to aim higher and get a 100 so I will be like ," Hard work pays off." Hey, that sounds pretty nice. "Hard Work Pays Off!" (says in deep voice like a army general-dude).

My Experiences During Making the SImplifying Song with Pamela

My experiences during making the "$implifying R@p with P@m3l@".... hmmm... Well,it was nice working with somebody that actually KNOWS how to do Garageband. Pamela made a nice beat and I spit some bars. I rapped about Simplifying Fractions. It was funny because me and Pamela had 2 "special" guest stars (you will have to listen to the song to know ho it is). It was hard becuase when we recorded outside, then the wind kept on getting in the background. And I think we had audio issues because when we recorded our voices then we couldn't understand each other so we had to keep on recording over and over and over. And whenever we had the guest stars on, they were DRAMA QUEENS!!! They were trying to order us around and stuff telling them to GET A PACK OF M&M'S AND PICK OUT ALL THE RED ONES SO THEY CAN EAT THE RED ONES!!! Well, at the beginning, I guess I was pretty confident because I knew Pamela would be right there to help me write the lyrics and record and everything, so I knew I wasn't going in alone. But towards the end, I began to notice how some people were already done, so I felt like I was behind. I noticed actually how hard it was, but overall it was fun. I will surely look into more music-making into the future. I was just afraid that my voice will sound weird on it like it normally does, but thanks to our "special guest stars", they were good vocalist coaches.Hehehe.Thanks to them, I was very comfortable making music. I would just change who I would want as a guest star, because like I said, DRAMA QUEENS!!!

What I did over the weekend

On Saturday: I barely got any sleep because I went to be around 12:45-ish but had to wake up around 7:00 because my brother had a football game. It was funny because this little kid was making faces at me so I started yelling at him, then he told his coach "I got 5 tackles!" and I said "No he didn't because then out team (the Thunder) wouldn't be winning!" Then this lady in the front of us said,"I know that's right!If he got 5 tackles,what game is he playing in?!?!" But then I got in trouble because I was sitting at the very top,but my mom heard me. It was still good because I saw this boy that looked just like Justin Bieber. Now it was very boring the rest of the day, so I am going to skip to Sunday now. I woke up on Sunday like NOOOOOO!!!! Because Sunday is the worst day of the week. All I did was clean all day, but at least I got to play my Young Money CD. That is a very good CD. I also watched the recording of the KCA because I couldn't watch it on Saturday. Justin Bieber performed, and it was funny. Also, 2 of my favorite comedians, Chris Rock and Jonah Hill, were at the KCA. Also, Katy Perry majorly got slimed in the face, which looked like it hurt. And Rihanna performed. After I watched the KCA, we had a bar-b-q and mt dad's friend came over. I don't know what hapened after that, considering I wentt to bed VERY early at 8:45 (after watching Everybody Hates Chris).

Coming Back From Spring Break (NOOOOOO!!!!)

Okaayyy, I am back from my Spring Break. It rocked for about 3 days, then all I did after that was sleep. It felt good to sleep until 12:00, but last night I couldn't sleep at night. It was horrible. Now we got some short 2 weeks until the 'Big Ugly. 'I personally HATE taking the 'Big Ugly' because I stress out and don't get any sleep and get sooooo nervous, but when I take it, I take soooo long because I stress so I take my time, then I get a good grade and then I'm like "Wow I got a good grade." But if I miss 1 question, I'm like "NOOOO!!FLAPJACKS!!! I DID ALL THAT WORK AND STRESS AND I DON'T GET ANY SLEEP FOR THIS??? I CAN'T EVEN GET A GOOD GRADE FOR 1 TEST??? THERE IS SOMETHING REALLY WRONG WITH THIS TEST!!!!" But then I shake it off because hey, I'M GOING TO PASS!! But I also hate the 'Big Ugly' because it messes with my head,man! I can't sleep at night with my racing thoughts, and I can't eat breakfast because I will... Well, let's just say it wont be pretty. What the TAKS test means to me is just another test, but the grade REALLY matters this time. I am kind of confident in myself passing, because I might stress out so much that I can't think, and Its happened before. I think the importance of it is great, because that's kind of what tells you if you pass on to the next grade, and if I don't pass, I AM TOAST!!!:'( But it will all be worth it when I graduate from high school and fulfill my dream of being a doctor. But hopefully, I would be like, "It was all worth it, but I would like to change it and just take like an end-of-semester test or something, then judge by that just because of the pressure that kids are under, and the test anxiety, and that can make them freeze and forget everything, therefore getting a bad grade. It would be nice to explain to people that the test is to see what you know and what you have learned. And it would be nice to just take a test that another state takes, instead of just having the TAKS test, unlike other states. People are just under too much pressure.

What that I did over the weekend

On Saturday,I went to the mall and bought some tropical clothes (for those who don't know what tropical is,it's like a mindset and you feel cool like you are on vacation),and I saw Pamela.We went to the food place-a-ma-jigger with eachother and ate Taco Bell.I had some nachos and OO-WEE it was messy but hey,if it aint sloppy it aint good (my dad's favorite catch phrase).I went to Justice,Claire's,Bakers,Foot Locker,Body Central,Hot Topic,and JC Penney.I got pink skinny jeans,and like 2 shirts,and I also went to Old Navy.I went home exhausted,but we still had to dop my sister off at her friend's house.DRAMA QUEEN.After we got back home,we had to go to Kroger and shop.We were like the only people there and hat was the peak of my day.I didn't do much after that considering I went back to sleep.When I woke up it was time for dinner.We got to go to Razzoo's and I ate gator tail.Now,on Sunday (which is the WORST day of the week,followed by Monday)I had to wake up early and CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN.It sucked really bad.I listened to church on my radio,but had no idea what they were saying or who they were talking about,so I had to turn it off.I was texting while doing my chores,and when we left the house,I saw Kenton washing a car.By the time I got back home,my phone was on low battery,so I had to charge it AGAIN.I prank called people and tricked out my MySpace.I had to go to some far away place to go to my brother's football weigh-ins.

TAKS test rap

WATCH VIDEO OR DIE!!!!(non-assignment)

WHAT I DID OVER THE WEEKEND

Okaaaayyyy.....What did I do over the weekend?I TRICKED OUT MY BLOG.SIMPLE.I partied.I went to my mom's and dad's friend house named Jennifer.I like her dog.I watched Jersey Shore.I played 007 on Xbox.I played the Wii.Me and my sister and brother did a live broadcast on Ustream.It sucked.I went to Braum's yesterday.My dog bit me.My grandma got a new 32" tv.I got new clothes.I spent about 5 hours on Youtube.I went to the mall.I went to Citi Trends.I wentto Factory 2U.I went to Vevo.com.I watched more Jersey Shore.I Skyped my sister's friend Blake.I watched Saw 6.I watched SUPER TROOPERS.I prank called people.I slept in until like 12:00.I danced.STANKY LEGG.I played Smackdown vs Raw on Playstation.I prank called more people.I went to Razzoo's and ate gator tail.I watched Flava Tv.I watched 106 & Park.I went to Pamela's house to play her Wii but then I hit her Tv with the Wii remote.I played the game Zelda's Twilight.We listened to 106.1 Kiss Fm and K104 and 97.9 The Beat.I listened to a Ludacris CD.I watched Stomp the yard and ate popcorn and hot sauce (which is surprisingly AWESOME).I watched Keeping Up With The Kardashians.I texted people.I watched UFC.I watched SOUTH PARK.I watched Silent Library.I slept.I wanted to go to Yasmin's house but my dad wouldn't let me.

President's Day 1860 Presidental Election

African-American Farmer From Massachusetts
Howdy Yall.I am an African-American farmer from Massachusetts.I am going to vote for Abraham Lincoln because I think he is ready to take on the debates about slavery.He takes on a very important role in the Civil War,as he fights for whats right (well,not really FIGHT just,you know,debate about slavery).I want to vote for him because he wants to put an end to slavery.I want him to put an end to slavery because I have been pushed around so much in life,being sold like I'm some sort of....PROPERTY!!!Everybody wants to sell and trade slaves for their own good.I want to be treated fairly,and not have to work for other people's greed.That is why Honest Abe should be president,so he could put an end to this slavery madness.
White Abolitionist from Massachusetts
I am a white abolitionist from Massachusetts and I believe that Abe is a right choice of president,therefor I am going to vote for him.He is a pefect candidate,considering he is trying to do all he can for people to be treated equally.He is brave,and I think he should keep on fighting for what he believes in.If we as a country can't all be treated equally,we should go our seperate ways.We really need to look closer at what we can be and not what other people can be.We can earn some serious money working for ourselves,since we wouldn't have to pay slaves.Why can't everybody just open up their eyes and see that?Abe is perfect to take on the role of all importance,the ultimate debater.Leading this nation and busting out slavery!Honest Abe can lead us in the right path for that,and he could do much more like helping everbody except eachother and have peace.
White Senator From Alabama
I am a white senator from Alabama,and slaves should be legal.Therefor,I am not voting for Abe.Ever since we brought the slaves form West Africa,they were brought here to work.They are living freely,all because of Lincoln.They were suppose to work,so I could have more business,bringing more money.MULAH BABY!!!I can not vote for Lincoln,that giant freak.All he is doing is trying to take away my working property,that I BROUGHT.I think that if they are going to be here,they need to work for us,hey nothing is free.

What Do I think about the book so far?

1/3 of the way through The Lightning Thief.WOW.It seems that just yesterday I had no idea who Percy was or Grover,or anything about Greek gods or anything. Now I know so much,I can tell you which god I am! Well enough about me,now here comes the part about the book. Wait...I don't mean the book I mean the book.I know it is the book because when I finish reading and I know that I'm not suppose to read on,I still have he urge to.I just can't,but it's like a guilty pleasure. But I promise I haven't read on.I really don't have the time.I like it,but when they add a new character,it's like they just rush them in there without any background knowledge,but at the same time,when you find out,it give you that Ohhh moment,you know,the lightbulb affect. And when that happens,everything seems to just piece itself together like a puzzle.I like the way the author (Rick Riordan) displays Percy like a not-so-bright kid,because then it takes him longer to figure out what is going on,so it makes the book longer and more detailed.I also like Grover.He is my favorite character because he protected Percy the best way he could,and I think it's cool how he is half goat.I don't know why I think he's cool,but I just do.I can't wait for the movie to come out,and we can see it at the dollar movies. Maybe we can take a field trip on 50 cent Tuesday. Each ticket is 50 cents and they have $1 hotdogs.My favorite part is when Percy describes all the scenery at the camp,because it sounds like a pretty cool and ideal place to be. Except the bathrooms.I remember how Percy was saying in chapter 6 how they could at least afford better "johns"(toilets).I am so excited for the movie,and my heart has been pounding every time I open the book.I would like to look further into Greek Mythology so I could understand all the minotaurs ,gods,and half-bloods better.I get lost sometimes but Emaleigh helps me understand more about the book.I understand Greek Mythology (kind of) thanks to the book.I am gratefull for that,and I wonder what will happen next.CANT WAIT FOR THE MOVIEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Spelling Wordle

Xtranormal Movie

Here is my and Olivia's animation movie about I saw Mommy Beating Up Santa Outside Of Best Buy
http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/5837993

COMING BACK FROM THE WAR!!!YAY!!!! (PART 2)

INDEPENDENCE DAY,1782


It has been one year since the war has ended,and I have seen a lot of progress since then.More houses are built,and more health care shelters have been,too.I have been making a lot of money,selling items for money.I even sell baked goods!My brother and husband are also doing fine,and they are starting a little business on the land won in the French and Indian War.It is Independence Day today,and It was like one big memorial for everyone who lost their lives in the Revolution. There are fireworks,and even red,white,and blue colored items!We are celebrating our independence from Britain,and we are loving it!I even help put wires up the stems of flowers for the memorials! I smell fresh-baked bread,muffins,and the happy smoke from the fireworks!As I surround myself in red,white,and blue,I walk the streets and think back to last year,and think of how the images I see on the streets have changed.I feel tears coming,and a little choked up.I am never out of things to do.There are little booths on the streets for memorials,and I bring flowers to each one.As you can tell,I am pretty busy.I am going to send you some food ASAP,but after the day ends.I will also write back ASAP.



Yours Truly,
Alexis

COMING BACK FROM THE WAR!!!YAY!!!! (PART 1)

Dearest Mother,
October 1781

The war got so big,it was just about a couple of acres outside the house.I watched as many men fought for the rights that they believed in,and many lost their lives.At one point,I ran out of food,so I went to one of my Daughters of Liberty friends,and we tried to make a living together.Her house was pretty far from the war,but it was on British property.So I knew attacks were going on,but it was a safer place to be.I was surprised when many hurt soldiers sat on our porch and we used our sewing skills to make cotton cloth to put on their wounds.There were way more British soldiers than any other,and I smell gun powder.Soon I hear shots fire.The war has gotten so big.Many are losing their lives,but many are joining.I am so busy taking care of soldiers that I barely think about my safety.I soon here many soldiers yelling,and less screaming.Hopefully,you know what that means.Mom!!!The war is OVER!!!After my brother and my husband found out that they claimed independence from the British,they ran straight home and hugged me(It took them a while to find me,since my house was pretty much demolished and many other houses were,too.)My brother had been wounded,and he needed care right away.I helped him and when he told me that they won,I was just astounded.But at the same time,how will we repair the yard?What about the house?I have many building skills,working for the Daughters of Liberty for so long,but at the same time,I am very weak.I think that I will just put together house-hold items for everyday use.I will leave the men to recover,then they can help me build the actual houses.I also help out many people,since more are less fortunate.We all take the wounded soldiers to a shelter and many women help out.For the men who didn't fight,they honored all the men who lost their lives by arranging memorials with their widowed wives and their friends and family.I just get straight to work making blankets,bandages,and many other things for the soldiers.I also make food.I can not eat this food,since it was donated.I can't help but think about all the land from the French and Indian War.I think about when they name the land.When people fight over the land.If the British will ever come back.If we will make peace with the British.I hopefully will make money for the materials that I make,and will buy land.The land must have good soil and grass,since our plantation was burned and will never be the same.About 85% of the food that we ate was from our crops.The crops make a simple dinner (and did I mention it is free) and not to mention,is very healthy.When we rebuild our house,my brother will live with me and my husband.I will still try to raise money by selling house hold items (it will be free,but after everything is steady for everyone,you will have to pay) and other things,too.I soon take a look around town (Many soldiers are sleeping,and they say I can't stay,because other soldiers need room).Many things are burned,and I see people on the streets crying and honoring loved ones.I offer them anything I see they need.They say no,even though I know they are trying to be polite and they really need it.I wonder what they are thinking,and if they are aware that there are dead people right beside them.I chuckle at that thought.I just then notice all the construction that is soon going to happen.We will all have to do this by hand,and it will be very long.Until then,I will just have to raise money by selling things,like I already said,to use for materials.I am now really tired,but I have to take care of many hurt soldiers.Many are even burned.I will be writing again soon.

Lots Of Love,
Alexis

Off To War!!!

Dear Mom,
To you,my dearest personal thoughts,and just what's going on.



I hear arguing outside.It was getting really violent.Fights broke out in the street.Many mean laws and problems called acts were passed,and many people couldn't take it any more.In about 3 days,my brother and husband are going to fight in the American Revolution.I am praying all the time that they will be okay,and hopefully they will.It is now night time.I go to sleep,wake up and wonder:2 more days.WOW.I will miss them dearly,and I am going to have a talk with them about the risk that they are taking.Yesterday,they said that it was a risk they were going to have to take,and they want to fight for what they believe in and be grateful for what they have.I might want to give you a little-lot of background info:

What led up to the American Revolution?How did it end up like this?I ask myself this every day,but I really know the answer.The British parliament and the colonies' didn't like each other very much.The colonies' parliament didn't have much of a say in what went on.They were also on a very short leash.


The Sugar Act of 1764 put tax on things like sugar,molasses,and other things that many people needed in order to survive.Many people protested,like my local friend James Otis.He is a Massachusetts lawyer,and his words are popularly spread throughout the colonies.His words were,"Taxation without representation it tyranny."Meaning,even though the parliament had no representation or say in what went on,they still gave them taxes.The parliament didn't listen and they just kept adding more and more taxes.In my opinion,it's okay to have taxes,the British just went overboard and wouldn't give them a chance to say what they thought about it. The colonies' parliament wanted to stop taxes,because the British just went overboard.Nobody could afford the taxes,but the British parliament didn't listen.They just kept adding on.


In the Townsend Acts,they taxed imported goods and allowed soldiers to search houses to search for smuggled goods.Since many people protested the Sugar Act,they would get things from other places,and trade things among each other.


Another reason for the war is the Stamp Act of 1765.The British put taxes on any legal documents like newspapers.Colonists protested bitterly,and stopped buying them.They then had to have a Stamp Act Congress to decide what to do.After the meeting,Samuel Adams and the Sons of Liberty burned anything stamped.The taxes went up,and they put taxes on more and more things.Here's where I come in.I belong to a group of women called The Daughters of Liberty.We made goods that other people boycotted and didn't want to buy.They hated to buy things that had taxes on them.They found it a waste of money.After more fighting and name calling broke out on the street,there was a British soldier outside of a building.A crowd formed around him,and I went over there to see what was going on.This was the beginning of the Boston Massacre in 1770.The then small crowd threw rocks and stones.The crowd got bigger,and they called more soldiers over there.Many people called them Lobster back,since they had red coats.The head Sargent told them not to fire,but one did.The crowd responded bitterly,and the soldiers got scared,so they fired and killed many people in the crowd.I got scared from hearing the shots.I ran as fast as I could and got home for protection.As soon as I smelled gun powder,I felt that I was in danger.I stayed home and locked myself in.I knew that there was going to end up being a war.I just knew it.I often heard shots fire,and I kept to myself.I payed taxes,because I wanted to play it safe.I continued to work in the Daughters of Liberty,helping other people.


Just when I thought everything was at a steady pace (still fighting,but nothing increased),They put tax on tea to pay for the British debt.This was the Tea Act of 1773.Many people thought that was the worst.Many people drank tea every day.It was their escape to luxury.I just loved the smell of tea myself,and it helped me relax after a long day at work.But enough about me,when they really opposed,they fought back with the Boston Tea Party.It was when men dressed as Indians threw cargoes of tea overboard a ship,and into the Boston harbor.Over the next 2 years,everything was steady at pace.Still fights,but nothing real big.Things started getting worse.The British knew they couldn't back down,so they made more laws.The Intolerable Acts.


The Intolerable Acts,also called Coercive Acts: A series of laws passed by the British to punish us for not paying taxes.That is the last straw.I'm so fed up because hey just can't treat us like their own.The colonists got real mad,and boycotted....again.They decided how to settle it-the way most people did:WAR!!!At that thought,I noticed it would put me in danger.They recruited just about anyone-including my husband and my brother.My only 2 dearest things.


I am now cooking dinner.I have enough food to get by,but I will need more matches for cooking.I go down to the local market and I see many people arguing to the sales clerk.They are arguing about how much tax is going up.I just decide to borrow some matches from the neighbor.I make shrimp,since I got some from my husband's job (he's trying to get a little extra money for me during the war).He fishes for seafood in the Boston harbor.

After we eat,I go straight to bed.I need rest for tomorrow,the last day that I might ever see my brother and husband.I can barely sleep.Different thoughts cross my mind about how I will say my final goodbyes.I can't think about that right now.I must keep my thoughts positive.I decide to just go to sleep.
April 19,1775
The next day,I wake up.It is now the last day I will see him.I wake up and I am still nestled in my husband's arms.I wonder how I will spend my final 12 hours with him.My brother comes over for the last day that I will see him.It will be hard,because they have to pack their things.They set their things in a secret space,near the war zone.He puts on his uniform and says goodbye.Why is he leaving early?I ask him,and I am shocked by the answer."The sooner I got there,the sooner I can fight.The sooner I fight,the earlier I finish and then I can come back.My brother agrees,and I tell him goodbye,too.I am now writing this letter to you,and I miss you a lot.I wish you were here because now I have nothing to do and nobody here with me.I miss you much and I love you mom.After the war (no telling when that is),I hope they are alive.I wish it were me that would have to go and fight.I just heard the first shots fired.It is very dangerous here.I will write you back AS SOON AS I CAN.

Love,
Alexis

The Voyage

1709
My journey through the Worst:
Day 1:
Just another day...


Everything in the village of Congo was normal.The rice smelled delicious,you could just see how much fun everyone was having.We were all family to one another,except for the rival tribe.Until one day,we were intruded by the European slave traders.They saw how we had many servants,usually prisoners or criminals,who did bad things.I have seen Arab traders,but never European.They called the prisoners "slaves".The thing is,they lived like any other person in the village.But that would soon change in North America.The European traders started sugar and tobacco plantations,and they wanted us to work the fields.They offered rum,tobacco,cloth,and other stuff in exchange for the slaves.The traders then offered guns to people,and everyone got scared.The king of Congo made war against neighbors and and sold people he captured to the slave traders.I was kidnapped while my parents were farming.I was terrified.My own people took me on a canoe.I was with about 7 other captured,confused faces.I knew they were as startled as me,but I knew I must have been more brave,because I kept calm.They took me really far,and the men that were rowing were of my own tribe.They went on as if they didn't even care.But the truth was,I could tell they must have been worried too,since I saw their legs shaking like a chihuahua.I was chained up in the rusty cuffs,connected to those others who were captured.They took me to a place where they traded us for the same things I saw them trading for the other slaves.I knew this would ed badly.They finally let us sleep,still chained together.I was restless.I couldn't stand it.I knew that we were going on something called a Middle Passage.I had about 6 hours of sleep,and I then figured out what a Middle Passage was.
Day 7:
The Middle Passage....


I was put in chains and had to walk hundreds of miles to the coast.The soles of my feet had so many blisters,they looked like bubble wrap.I watched as many people died off,like dinosaurs.I was one of the survivors,even though I was only 11.I was marked with branding irons,and was loaded onto a ship.It generally looked big,but with that many slaves,It was tiny.It took 5-12 weeks,and the trip was a bloody horror.I couldn't exercise,I was chained with this boy I really liked.Doesn't sound so bad,right?Well,I didn't think so.He died after he stopped breathing purposely.My only chance to escape was when they threw him overboard.I decided not to,since I witnessed many others try to,and they got caught.I couldn't sit or stand on the deck.I got more sores from lying on the rough floor boards.The boat was really overcrowded.There was not any room to sit nor stand.The only thing we could do was lay.Every now-and-then somebody tried to kill themselves.Further into the journey,there was more room,with all the slaves who died and went overboard.It still stunk,like dead farm animals.It stank so bad,my eyes would water,like when you chop onions..I closed my eyes,went to sleep,and I tried to obey everything the men told me to do.They knew they had to keep us alive,because if they lost us,they had to pay for it.We sailed overnight,and I got at least 12 hours of sleep.A couple of hours after I woke up, we hit land.
Day 11:
In North America....

Still in chains,I was taken to a place called a "scramble".I went on to a stage,and a man called out numbers,and another one held on to my wrist.After the man holding onto me gave the other man some money,he unchained me and told me my name was going to be Alexis.I really liked that name.He took me to a little cabin,where he said I will be living.I walked in,and he threw me down on a sack full of hay.
"This is your bed," he told me.I was confused,because there were about 5 other strangers there.By the way they were dressed,I could tell that they were sold at a scramble,too.I got very little to eat,and had a rough time sleeping.I woke up at early sunrise,and had to go to work in a cotton field.Many people "played dumb",but I just did as I was told.One man tried to escape,but an overseer caught him and whipped him.I noticed a mark on me,and my 'roommate' had the same one.It must have been from as soon as I got on land,somebody took a branding iron and stamped it on me.It felt very bumpy,and swollen.It was turning the color of a plum.Every day from then on was the same-2 meals a day,little sleep,and work all day long.I guess in North America,I didn't really have a family like back in West Africa.Anyway,I have to get back to the cotton field,I am done eating.I kept on sneezing from all the pollen and cotton.I see any slaves try to escape,but they get whipped,or even killed.My burn still hurts.I take cotton,ball it together,and take tree sap,and use it to paste around the edges of the cotton to my skin so it will heel.I also broke the stem of an aloe plant and put the sticky,gel-like substance on my skin before I put the cotton on.I hear talk that it helps you heel faster.I had to go to another scramble,and got sold to another women.I was happier,because she treated me better.I am now sound asleep in my cabin,but I hear the moans of slaves getting whipped.Even though my life is very rough,I am still lucky to be one of the survivors.