Dear family ,

I am proud to say I was a success. I bought the restaurant .As I said earlier cooking was lacking in these parts. My place has a line out the door. I listened to the Rosales boys and hired a French chef. Now that I have a job here I think its best I stay. Money is not a problem or game anymore. I can say my success benefits the west. This is something I’ve wanted to say since day one. Its stable here so I was thinking you should move here. There’s plenty of openings in my restart and was hoping to make this a Swartsmen business. There were ups and downs to the trip. I thought I was going to be a miner as that was what I planned. Instead I own a restaurant which brings me money and happiness. All of the miners  come here to eat and it pays unlike mining when you rely on chance and the others to tell the truth . With my few attempt in mining I was lucky. Today you strike it big but tomorrow you have none. I miss you guys so much and you would be a great addition to this town. Let’s take advantage of this event and work together because if we do will all is successful.

Love,

Harold Swartsmen

Dear family,

 I went to the nearest general store the other day only to not find what I was looking for. I finally make it to Sacramento again only to get my cooking equipment and mining tools stolen. I had nothing . I felt at this moment all was over and I would die like many and not come home. I feel closer to success however anything can happen .How am I ever going to become a success. I was given info about another miners experience in the foothills. He wasted days there and not a single nugget of gold .The foothills were where I struck big and found gold .I now needed money .If I waited any longer I could be robbed again. One piece of gold would make me rich enough for that restaurant ,saloon, or theatre . I got to the mines and their found a gold nugget. Where should I go the river or the foothills. Do I listen to others ? That’s my spot and for all I know they could be lying.Last time I was there it was packed it could be dry. I was then sent to the American river by my companions and their I found it .gold. I traveled all the way to San Francisco and bought my cooking equipment. I thought it over hard what career was I going to pursue and the question running through my head was what would best benefit the people ? Theatre provides entertainment and is that really important ? Saloons provide alcohol but do we benefit from that? Did I make the right decision?

Love,

Harold Swartsmen

Dear family,

In my last letter I failed to mention my opportunity of opening a saloon/boardinghouse. It seems to be a good idea. Me and the men a few nights ago were talking about the miners who when they do not find the gold in the mines they give up . They go to the saloons and drink and drink .Soon their gone. They run away and are never seen again . These towns are so dangerous  due to all the drinkers and every few minutes you hear the sound of a gun go off . I know it’s bad for the town but it makes me wonder how much the local saloons make. I changed my mind that a saloon in this town would make me successful .All the unlucky souls who do not find gold drink like its free and pay for their drinks .Its perfect but the problem is what the drinks due to the people like shooting for no reason .When I left the foothills there was a terrible storm .The storm was so rough it stopped me in my tracks and could not go back to Sacramento  It poured all of the next day and I could not do anything at all. My good clothes were soaked and I could not open a saloon due to me not being able to afford good clothes. I still had my cooking equipment and as soon as this rain starts to dry I will travel to Sacramento and pursue my career as a restaurant owner and part time miner when times get tough . My success I’m not successful yet .My plan will pay off. Miss you and hope to see you soon .

Love,

Harold Swartsmen

Dear family,

I gave a few ounces of gold to a Chinese madam to stare at her for 10 minutes. Not as beautiful as you my wife. I talked to the bartender who said the transcontinental railroad is the best way to cross the country it was better than canals .I went to the mining plant contemplating where to go. I could either go to the river or foothills. I choose the foothills because I have not yet heard tragic stories mining their. I did not know what to expect .This was my first time at the mine. I went for it and it felt like everything paid off. I found 3 flakes of gold a good sign and now had enough to open my restaurant. I felt so lucky at that moment and thought I could do it again. I didn’t find anything the next time I went to the foothills just rocks ,plenty of rocks .I was not going to go to the saloon and drown my sorrows in alchol  like the other miners have done. I know how hard it is to mine and it is not something that will make me definite money .When I cleaned my boots that day  I found gold in my boots .That was good I need all the money I can get for that restarant. Hopefully it will work out.I feel successful but I feel the best thing I can do right now is open that restaurant. Its guaranteed pay instead of luck. Best wishes to you.

Love,

Harold Swartsmen

Dear family,

So in order to have a restaurant or theater materials are also needed. Due to the disgusting food I decided on opening a restaurant .I went to the nearest supply store in Sacramento and the cooking equipment was too expensive. I missed my opportunity to go to the mine so I went to San Francisco hoping the prices were cheaper .When I went back to San Francisco I heard more about going mining and losing money .I was feeling more confident having a plan B .They were but not by a lot .It was certainly not enough to open my restaurant it was enough to buy the cooking materials with money to spare .When I left the general store I found another gold nugget. I went back to Sacramento. A Tennessean next to me at the claim says that he is my escaped slave. Me and my buddies devised a plan to help him escape .It was crazy but we gained more knowledge about the mines. Finally ready to open my restaurant to only learn I was so caught up in everything else that I made the wrong purchase. I bought work clothes instead of  cooking materials .I t probably had something to do with me learning about the California state legislature introducing a tax of 20 dollars a month against any foreign born miners. With the need of money fast I would need to go to one of the mines. I will probably be there a while but I need the luck to open my restaurant before its too late. Please write back.

                                                                                            Love,

                                                                                                      Harold Swartsmen

hi this is part one of six of a peice i did for school i am working on somthing big and i dont want you waiting so i am putting up some of my old work i hope you enjoy but i promise whats to come is worth it

Dear family,

I felt as if my journey over sea would never end. I have just got over a mild case of cholera only it did not feel mild. I felt like I would die on the ship but I lived through it .it was a bumpy ride as we went through cape. The waves were 22 feet in the air and the winds froze my soul. To make it even worse food would not stay down and it felt like I ate nothing in years. I lost most of my luggage on board the ship when I was ill .The best thing that happened to me on that ship was looking out seeing cargo and passengers leave the ships when ported at San Francisco .Finally this treacherous journey was over and I can get a crack at finding what everyone’s talking about gold .One of the first things I did in San Francisco was bought my mining tools and work clothes. I did this because I was aware that prices would get more expensive along the way .People who worked in the general stores close to the mines took advantage of the miners raising the prices to unreasonable amounts. When I left San Francisco’s  general store I discovered a gold nugget that someone has dropped . This was a good sign and it  was proof there is gold and im not dumb cause the rumors of gold here are true and soon will be rich .I am not coming home until I’m successful . That same day I heard  a miner talk to a bartender with his tragic story mining in the wrong place at the wrong time .I thought that it would be easy to find gold I mean  I just found a small piece between the pavements but its not. I have no skills in mining except for the knowledge I’ve just received .If I want to be successful I will need a plan B I have not decided yet but I want to open a business. So far my options are to open a restaurant or perhaps a theater. The food in this town is not great and I think I’d be doing Sacramento a favor .The theater however would be something fun to do in this boring town. Your opinion?

Love,

           Harold Swartsmen

hi so for one of my teachers i was suppose to pic a fairytale and put it in terms of the civil war it was weird and because i dont have any other things to post i decided to post it

Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom their lived a girl named Cinderella and her family who lived peacefully with her mom and dad. When Cinderella was young her mother died. Her father later fell in love with someone and she once again had a mother figure in her life. When her father died life went into complete turmoil. Cinderella had to leave her happy life with her father to live with her evil stepmom. Her beautiful clothes were packed away and traded in for rags. Her evil stepmother as well as her two step sisters nagged her to cook and clean and perform all the chores of the house. She was treated like a slave. Cinderella was not going to stand for this any longer. Once to make her sister angry she put salt in her sisters drink so she would choke and altered her other sister’s dress to high so everyone could see her ugly legs. She sang while she worked and when she felt alone she talked to the animals who favored her and not the evil witch she had for a stepmother. One day when Cinderella was cleaning she heard a knock at the door. Her stepmother went to get it. A letter to the ball. Her step mother read it to her two daughters saying that this was their chance to leave an impression on the prince. Cinderella really wanted to go and was shocked the letter was in her name and not in no one else’s. Her sisters didn’t even get invited .Not wasting any time she went up to her and asked if she could go and she said no. Cinderella asked why and then her stepmom replied that if you finish your chores and find something to wear you can go laughing with pride. She then rushed through her chores but then she realized she had nothing to wear and sobbed. While Cinderella was cleaning the animals made her a beautiful dress. Cinderella was so happy that the animals wanted to help her. Cinderella’s step mom and step sisters were getting ready to leave and when she approached her sisters they ripped her dress to shreds. Now she could never go to the ball and the three of them left. Cinderella’s tears poured down her face until a tiny glow appeared. It was her fairy godmother. She did not want Cinderella to miss her ball and in order to do so turn her dress into a non ripped more beautiful dress two glasses into glass slippers a pumpkin into a carriage one of her mice into a horse and another one into a driver. She was ready to go and thanked her godmother but she then said that at midnight everything would go back to normal. When she got to the ball the prince approached her and they danced and danced. The clock stuck twelve and she began to run leaving only her glass slipper in her place. The prince fell in love that night and was going to find the girl so they can marry. The next day the prince arrived at the house looking for his princess. Cinderella’s step mother quickly took her upstairs and locked her in a room with a key. The ladies began trying on the shoes and the animals managed to unlock the door before the prince left. All of their feet were way too big and then the shoe broke into pieces. The prince was sad thinking he would never find his true love but Cinderella had the other slipper. He tried it on her foot .a perfect match. She finally got away from her stepmother and she and the prince lived happily ever after.

Key

Cinderella; Union

Mom died; succession of states

Dad died; Fort Sumter Start of war

Step mother; confederate

Step sisters; Confederate soldiers

Put salt in sisters drink and pins dress to high; Naval Blockade

Animals; Union soldiers

Talk to animals; Discussed battle strategies

Cook; Bull Run

Clean; Second battle located outside of Richmond Virginal

Chores; Second battle of Bull Run

Knock at door; General McClellan finds a copy of Lee’s battle plan

Letter to ball; North saves Maryland

Prince; Prize winning war

In her name; Union wins first unofficial battle of civil war

Step mom laughs; British sold the Virginal to Confederates

Cinderella does chores; Union frees slaves from Southern states but not the ones that are still part of the Union

Animals make dress; Union gets the monitor

Cinderella’s happy; The Monitor crushes the Virginal

Step Mother and sisters get ready to leave for ball; General Ulysses S. Grant wants to gain control of the miscopy river, cut off food and starve the city

Cinderella is ready to go to ball; Union slash and burn crops and soil

Step sisters rip up dress; Confederate find allies the Cherokee tribe

The three of them left; Confederates want to capture Pennsylvania

Tiny glow appeared; turning point in war

Godmother; Battle of Gettysburg

Fix dress; Gettysburg address

Glass slippers; Key to the prize

Pumpkin and animals; March to the sea

Thanking godmother; Transportation problems as well as blockade troubles brought on by the north caused people of the south to die

Prince dances with Cinderella; Union goes full war on Confederate

Shoes don’t fit Cinderella’s stepmother or sisters; Surrender

Shoes fit Cinderella; Union wins

Happily ever after; going to try to reunite the nation

i hope you enjoyed it i need ideas for peices so please comment

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hi guys sorry for the delay . heres a fraction of one of my newest peices please submit titles or ideas thanks

It was an ordinary day, a day in which she was walking home. Kicking the leaves to form piles and float in the breeze for miles until the wind died. It stopped and when it did another fell upon it then another and another until finally a stack the size of her shoe was formed. It was like a million car crashes one after the next colliding and then just stopping there in a pile. What Julie would probably say now is nothing for the event witnessed today would have killed her now and would be too painful to reflect on. What Julie witnessed would have killed her parents if she was alive and rip her to shreds as she watched her babies be taken away and one by one be turned into soldiers. Kony 2012. She received endless open endless text messages all the same. To her they meant nothing. He was too far to ever touch her and she really did not expect her boyfriend to move to Uganda. What many like Julie didn’t know is why this was such a big deal. The only thing that continued to cross her mind was Andrew. “Why ever would he leave me? I don’t care how many people he might save because he broke someone’s heart. I want him here with me. Middle school will be over in just a few short weeks and then will  be at high school .but what if he does not make it before the school year starts and I have to starts my years at Townsend Harris without him . What if he never comes back”? She stopped and began crying .she was done reflecting into her pillow. At this point in time she wished she had wings so she could fly to Uganda whenever she wanted so she can visit. He was the apple of her eye and was the reason why she felt so much soul, emotion and compassion towards everything. Before she had no soul no heart. No one has ever loved her. As a girl when she was three she was left on the side of the road to die. She played in the grass watching the cars drive past. The rest stop was where her life started.

Andrew found her toddling around on his newborn soft chubby legs. If he did not run away from his family they would have never found her. She was then adopted and thus was brought back into the world a place she could then call home. But know her lifesaver was leaving her and she wanted him deeply. He had only left an hour ago and the words played like a tape recording in her head. “I don’t want to do to short or to long of a goodbye for it would break my heart. Love is a treasure a gift a place I can always call home. That home it stays locked with the key of my heart. If you love me as much as I love you the house will always stand and no matter how far away I am pulled from you to pursue my goals remember the key is never far behind. when you feel your locked out remember and never forget the key is with you and as long as you love me will always stay with you.” It was too long because Julie busted into tears. Was Andrew really leaving to pursue his goals or is he just, running away, from me. I don’t want him to leave and wish he could just stuff me in his suitcase. I began searching the web trying to find the cheapest flight to Uganda. I found it; I had enough but no way was that cheap. I bought it and I was not about to tell my parents and not have my chance to go.

Before I started bouncing off the roof thinking that I will be able to go I then wondered and let the question run through my head ”do my parents know who kony is ?” If they did there’s no way they would let her go .If she wanted to make her flight and not get in trouble she would have to find out soon or the trip would be off.

hey blog number four this is the one where youll find my stories poems ect. hopefully you like my writing and can give me ideas on some of my next peices