Revolutionary War Diary Entry

It was the year 1765, and our 13 colonies were not too thrilled. My family are the Keaheys--Meghan, Liam, Mama, and Dada. My family lived in New York, NY, and we heard quite a bit about the Stamp Act. It started on March 22, 1765. The British Parliament imposed a tax on all American colonists.

“Mother, Father, what is going on?” he asked. “Oh Thomas, I did not know you were home, did you get the eggs I sent you for? I am going to make a pie for Mr. Henry for all of his kind deeds he has done for the colonists.” said his mother.

When voted on it passed, two hundred and four to forty nine. In April 1765, word of the stamp act started to reach the colonies. The colonists were outraged with this idea. They poured hot tar on tax collectors and cover them with feathers.

His son offered to take his bags up to his room and before he could respond he had already went up the stairs. When he arrived upstairs Mr. Exeter Jr. was standing with a cold and angry expression on his face in his hand the package he received in France. “Does mom know?” he said in a quite voice. “No, and I 'm hoping she will remain oblivious.”

A Yellow Raft on Blue Water Character Analysis Rayona, in Michael Dorris’ “A Yellow Raft of Blue Water”, is the perfect example of a fifteen-year-old girl. She is self conscious about her background (half black, half Native American), her height (too tall), her weight (too skinny), and her family (or what passes as one). In addition to her typical teenage conundrums, Rayona must endeavor to keep track of her alcoholic mother, Christine, who is constantly in the hospital for alcohol poisoning (3). Rayona gets no help from her father, Elgin. Elgin abandoned Christine when Rayona was a baby and only periodically checks in on them (5).

Although my time there was not great, the experience showed me that I was still able to grow as an individual (110). We heard terrible stories about the fate over our newly born country though. Upon learning of the Massachusetts revolt, I could not help but feel as though we were betraying the men who shed their blood for our

On March 22, 1765, the british parliament passed the stamp act to help pay for british troops stationed in the colonies during the seven years’ war. It required the colonists to pay a tax, represented by a stamp, on various papers, documents, and playing cards. It was a direct tax imposed by the british government without the approval of the colonial legislatures and was payable in hard-to-obtain British sterling, rather than colonial currency. Further, those accused of violating the Stamp Act could be prosecuted in Vice-Admiralty Courts, which had no juries and could be held anywhere in the British Empire. Adverse colonial reaction to the Stamp Act ranged from boycotts of British goods to riots and attacks on the tax collectors.

‘In Egypt.’” Tommy’s mother is ignorant of the things Tommy is trying to share with her: “‘Did you hear me?’ my mother asked, raising her arm to wipe her forehead with the back of her hand. ‘You have chores to do.” Tommy’s interest leads him to want to tell more, “‘I know,’ I said.

“What happened to Mom?” Nancy inquires me. “You know very

“Tell us. Tell us what’s happening! Say something…” At that moment, we were anxious to hear something encouraging, a few words telling us that there was nothing to worry about… But one glance at my father’s face left no doubt.”

In the text Mama told Walter, “[There is] something eating you up like a crazy man. Something more than me not giving you this money. The past few years I have been watching it happen to you. You get all nervous acting kind of wild in the eyes” (Hansberry 72).

In 1765 March 22, The Stamp Act began. It was when American colonists were taxed on any kind of paper product. Such as ship’s paper, legal documents, licenses, newspapers, other publications, and even playing cards were taxed. All of the money that was taxed was used to pay the costs of defending and protecting the American frontier near the Appalachians Mountains. Although this act was unpopular among the colonists.

“You stay away from my family, Abellona,” my mama said, summing up the courage and resolve to confront

The king was coming home today. He'd been gone for a little over a month at war. The castle was bustling, servants running to and fro to begin the preparations. Lunch needed to be ready and served when he arrived, for him and his loyal knights. Not for Yuichiro's eighth birthday.

"Mama?" "Yes, dear?" "Why do I not have a papa?" ~~~ I felt as though I endured the lectures off my mother for the past thirty minutes.   Usually I would have blocked her out while I decided on what to wear for the rest of the week.