Iwas a part of the Indian removel act. Long and tragic, but some how my people over came it. We took a long trip across America from our native land into a cold and horrible winter. The snow made my younger brothers toes fall off. Our family and many of my friends families soon ran out of food. Our blankets became so wet from the snow that they adventually froze from the cold weather just like our bodies. I lost my neaklace my father gave me on the way. He gave it to me before he was to killed by evil WHITE men because he refused to live his land. He did not want to give up his native land from which he came and his for fathers.
How this all happend was of course the white men coming here and takeing our land and claiming it is was theirs to beging with. The chief of all of them being Andrew Jackson. I pray to the god's to curse this man with evil spirits and great distruction to his family. We were forced to walk days apon days apon days just to get to where they felt we were where they thought we should be. I lost most of my friends and family just for the word of Andrew Jackson to move us out. Move us away from OUR land. Move us away from our home.
3 comments:
The emotional appeal in your post truly helps to pass the message about the Indian Removal Act. You also use imagery which helps to place pictures in a reader's mind. After reading this I feel as if I understand what Native Americans had to go through a little better. However I would like to know what you believe it means to be a nation.
I think your writing was wonderful but think about how you can tie it all in on how to be a nation and it will be perfect!!
where is your personal reflection on the EQ?
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