Dear diary, this past year has been the worst year of my life on our small farm in Iowa. My wife Jane had a miscarriage when she only had 4 months left with our soon to be 4th child then she got really sick and then that made my 3 year old daughter Roberta sick too and she died as well. So i 've been thinking that moving away from everything that 's happened, is the best choice for me and my two sons jeffrey and andrew. We will stop at independence missouri first, then through kansas, nebraska, wyoming, idaho, and then we will reach our new life in oregon. My oldest son jeffrey who 's 17 and my other son andrew whose 12 are going to help me turn our farm wagon into a prairie schooner so we can get going. We are only able to bring certain …show more content…
Once we pulled into independence I was amazed it was so crowded with wagons once we went through I saw this small little general store so we went closer and it was called Jorgensen general store and there were stuff we might need so I thought I would check it out. The boys took the wagon to somewhere where we could stay for the night and to feed the oxen and the other animals while I go to Jorgensen general store. Before I went I asked all of my wagon train people if they wanted to go with the leader of our wagon train is mr Marvin Ives because they have 2 older sons ones 20 and ones 18 the second on after him is mr and mrs Larry Morris they have a 3 year old daughter and 3 oxen so they would be a good match for second in the train the third one is us we planned for it to be us because at the time we met which was at the bar and we all talked about it my wife and daughter were still alive and she was pregnant so we were gonna be close to the middle the fourth one is mr and mrs Paul brown they are cabinet makers that have a pair of oxen and are fit for there spot the last one is tony Wilson he 's alone and he 's from New York and he doesn 't know much so we have him in the back so he won 't hold anyone back in the train. When we got to the general store I bought more salt just in case and that 's about all I needed then I left. We are leaving independence
The sisters asked two African American men, named Johnny Hayes and Mitchell Duckworth, if they could give them a ride because they were stranded due to their car being out of gas. The two men consented and proceeded to give the sisters a ride to their destination. Before arriving at their desired destination, they stopped a local club known as the Cow Pasture because the sisters needed to use the restroom. After the sisters exited the car, they walked over two the blue Oldsmobile and had a conversation with the three male occupants of the vehicle known as the Patrick boys. After a few minutes, they returned to the vehicle and Gladys asked Haynes for permission to drive, and He consented.
The girls always played with these horses, but they were also used for transportation. One day a man named Rob came and began yelling at the girls say that those were his horses and that they needed to get off immediately. Of course the girls were very confused because they did this every Sunday and the animals belonged to everyone in the tribe. The man grew very angry realizing that the girls weren’t moving.
The Beginning….It was an early chilly morning in November of 2009. My dad, his friends, another kid, and me all loaded up in one truck ready to head east. I was only seven years old. We were going to Missouri to hunt whitetail. This was going to be the farthest away from home I have ever been.
On the way, we all resolved to make a pit-stop by McDonald 's to get some breakfast. Our on selves stayed approximately an hour seeing that I pleaded my family to get back onto the road on behalf of my patience escalating very slim.
The more I drove the more hope I found and in that hope seemed to be strength. After several more stops for food, bathroom breaks, gas and taking care of animal needs we finally reached our destination of the big city of Virginia Beach. Pulling into the driveway I was surprised by new friends waiting to help us unload the U-Haul. Unloading our belongings did not seem as difficult for me emotionally as loading them did.
In the spring of 2012, I was informed that we were going to move. As a thirteen going on fourteen year old, the news was rather jarring. I was born and raised in that house, in that town, it was all I knew. We packed up our belongings and began the 678 mile journey to our new “home.” Moving from Hartland, Michigan to Durham, North Carolina was not only immense in distance, but in way of life.
Holes Diary - Sam Sometimes I get sick of selling onions all day, the sun beating down on my back and rowing across the big lake to the onion field everyday - heck, poor old Mary-Lou's probably tired of dragging that onion cart around. She's never been sick a day in her life, she's fifty and all she eats is onions. I have a lot to owe to the onions like I always say they're the magic vegetable. It's all worth it when we go past Miss Kate's old school house and she comes out and feeds Mary-Lou some of my fresh, sweet onions.
Annabelle and I were late to the boat to Italy. We were so rushed that when we ran across the dock, we got on the wrong boat. We were on the boat to the Thirteen Colonies. My sister and I didn’t realize until we started talking to some of the other kids on the boat.
But now we have a pretty good idea of how all the other rivers will be. We have traveled 166 miles to alcove springs. I found that one of my best friends from back home is Kentucky me and him were best friends I wish I would have known he was going. I would have traveled with him and I’m just happy that he has made it this long. Well we finally made it to Fort Kearny and I had to buy a little bit more gun powder to get more food for the wagon train.
Getting down to Nebraska was harsh and the trail was dusty. The children like me had to take care of the animals. Jim, Antonia and myself became really good friends after living next door to each other for a while and we do everything together. When I work, I help my dad to plant and harvest crops and hunt for food. We planted and harvested corn, potatoes, pumpkin, wheat, peas, carrots and tomatoes.
My boyfriend Shawn came and got me from my house so we could all ride together. Shawn’s dad drove the whole way down to Charlotte, it was me, my boyfriend Shawn, his sister, and her friend that came as well. It
The twenty fifth day of the month, and we had finally reached Idaho! The trail was more angering than most other things in my whole lifespan. My Pop was now changed tremendously. He scolded Ella Mary, Henry, and I to stay in and only in the Walter resident carriage. He also stated that we shall call him “father”.
The final bags were filled with extras ( toothbrush, toothpaste, food, etc.).The car was very empty on the way there. My dad was driving. My mom was in the passenger seat and I was in the back with my sister. On they way there we saw a really cool, broke down farm. It was still up and running but, it didn 't have any animals.
In the reading Shitty Rough Drafts by Anne Lamott, she explains that not every piece of work is going to be perfect the first time. Sometimes it can be hard to determine what to write about or even where to start. The solution is to start by writing everything down and go from there. A rough draft is a piece of work that can be edited and changed until it is presentable, you can type anything you want. She has done many pieces and every piece has had a different audience .
" That was the longest long ride for my parents, brother, and my brother's friend. We arrived and the first thing I remember doing was getting a rock and throwing it in the river. My brother and his friend