S: The French Revolution Harlie Bates - 5th Hour
FC: In The End | The French Revolution And Catholicism In The 18th Century. Digital image. Christopher Dawson, n.d. Web. 15 Nov. 2012.
1: I would never have guessed that I would feel this way, It's awful, truly. I can't help but panic, and it's terrifying how unreal this moment is. How unreal the past few hours have been. There's a gut-wrenching pain in my chest, and it hurts so bad that I'm dying. Literally. I can feel that sticky liquid clinging to my shoulders, running slowly down my lips as I cough. I can't sit up, there's no way I'd have the energy to do that in this condition. I just lay down on my back, thinking of all of the things in life that I just can't afford to miss out on, even though I'm twenty three years into my life. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up, but I do know that I can't fall asleep. Dai is waiting for me, counting on me. She needs me, because I'm all that's left to keep her safe, and keep her healthy, as horrible as those conditions are right now. It's just the way it is, because I'm her mother. I can hear the sound of retreating footsteps, and I look over to see a familiar face. I knew that I did it for a reason, but I didn't know that it would result in this. I should have been more careful, especially since Dai might be left alone now. She'll die if I can't get back to her. I turn away from the familiar face of a man I once loved and stared up at the sky. It's dark red clouds hid the sun, projecting it's bloodlust by the color of it's shine, and I know that the blood it calls for is my own. My blood, dirty and selfish. Yet everybody is like this in France, I just happened to overstep boundaries. "Die peacefully, because he did love you." I looked to my right to see my slayer standing above me with a child in her arms. Not just any child, this I was certain of. My child, my Dai. "And I will take care of this girl." The woman looked down in awe at my little Dai and rocked her carefully. Suddenly she eyed me, possession and defiance in her eyes. "This girl, would you like to know her name?" I knew things would change, but this is too great. This is inhumane. taking over my roll as a mother. I felt a searing sting in my eyes, salty and | Prologue
2: sad. I held my breath, waiting for her to continue. She didn't, and instead stood still, looking like she was thinking. She seemed upset that I wouldn't answer her. Though it wasn't as if I wouldn't answer, I simply couldn't. I inhaled slowly, so as to not overwork my heart too quickly. I knew that I would die eventually, but not until this situation was cleared up. "Her name...I know it. I gave it to her. She's mine, my Dai!" I coughed, spitting up some blood, and wasn't sure if I could manage getting another breath. I looked down, staring at the knife that was plunged deeply into my chest, just under my collar bone. An obnoxious cackle made me whip my head toward the evil woman holding my baby. This woman was laughing. "Don't you know that the first months of a newborn baby's life are what's most important for it? It's the time in which the child bonds with it's parents. It's when it starts to feel the security it needs to survive childhood. Now, I may not be an expert when it comes to this sort of thing, but I know that your child is only about four months old. Ha! I wonder if I can take your place? She won't even be able to remember you." She looked down at Dai. "Can't I?" She looked back at me, smiling. "Izabella." My eyes widened, and I inhaled sharply, ignoring the searing pain. "Dai!" I screamed. She chuckled. "Oh, believe me. You will." And I did, tears sliding down my cheeks.
3: Digital image. Man Faces Charges In Girlfriend's Stabbing Death. Getty Images, 30 Oct. 2012. Web. 19 Nov. 2012.
4: May 27, 1789 "Do you really think that we can afford all of this?" I was worried, I admit. Thinking now of all of the taxes we were already paying, plus all of the taxes that we'll have to add to make up for the nobles and clergy, it made me shiver when I looked into the little basket that my husband was holding. In it were two loafs of bread, one carton of milk, and a few potatoes. If we could afford this, it was going to make our pockets vacant for the next couple of months. I wasn't sure if we could hold out that long, not that I would voice my opinion. "Of course. I told you I'd take care of you, didn't I? That's a promise that I will not break." He smiled reassuringly at me, but it didn't calm the small beads of sweat that made their way to my forehead. I smiled and nodded back, anyway. It wouldn't do any good to argue with him about it. If anything, that would upset him more, because he was working day and night, all through the changes in the weather, to afford shelter and food, clothing and all other necessities, for myself and our daughter, Dai. I took a long deep breath, releasing a long staggered one. I looked to my right and up the big hill that held the Palace of Versailles. I frowned, thinking of how luxurious the lives of the king and queen's children must be. I was envious, there was no doubt in my mind about it. I looked back to my husband, who was eying a woman nearby. He almost dropped the basket, but when I reached for another potato he glared at me. "I said I'd take care of you, not treat you like the queen." Ouch. I inhaled sharply, turning away. I rolled my eyes before putting the potato back. When I looked at him again, he was searching for the woman he'd seen earlier. I frowned. "She's in line behind you." He turned to me, his lips forming a thin line, and turned around. His eyes reached hers, and he smiled politely before turning back around. "Why did you assume I was looking for a woman?" His brows were creased, but I saw the uneasiness behind his foggy eyes.
5: Digital image. Famille De Paysans. Le Nain, n.d. Web. 17 Nov. 2012.
6: July 31, 1789 "No, Mom. We're fine." It was something that I'd been repeating to my mother for the past 20 minutes. She kept saying that Vik and I needed to take what she was offering us, and make good use of it. Of course, it was money, and because she's my mother, there's no way I'd take it. But it wouldn't stop Vik, because he always thought of his imediate family first and foremost. "Thanks, Mom. We appreciate it." He looked at me, daring me to disagree. I didn't. I looked down, ashamed. We'd left shortly after, and he gave me a pep talk. "You've got to take things for what they're worth. If it benefits us, and Dai, then you shouldn't need to think about anything." He stressed Dai, so I knew that when he did things that I disapproved of, he often | thought of Dai. I supposed that if she would benefit from something, then I won't consider it sacrifices of other people. So I nodded, and he exhaled lightly, smiling. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and we made our way home. Only, when we were nearing our shappy hut-looking house, we saw men running about us, and one stopped and walked over to us. He pointed his finger, wrote down something on his clipboard, before speaking. "Third Estate. Peasants." That's the first time we were labeled. It would be the last.
7: I can remember when Louis brought Fance into even more debt than we | were already in, just because he wanted to take revenge for his father's losses in battle. Our wars were the sole problem things began to sink. That, plus how the economy declined, and the widespread failure of crops due to bad weather. | Digital image. Louis XVI of France. Antoine-Franois Callet, n.d. Web. 17 Nov. 2012.
8: June 15, 1789 I should say that it's been a good week, but in reality, that'd be a lie. Actually, if I were to tell the truth, this week has been pretty disastrous. Scary, if anything. Some men from the Third Estate decided that it would be to their benefit if they made an organization that would take control of debts and take the first steps in moving toward political independence. They called this organization the National Assembly. Even still, it's members weren't only of the Third Estate. It consisted of nobles and clergy from the first and second estates, as well. Vik is very crude when he speaks of them. He disagrees with everything that they're doing, especially when it comes to the king. His respect for the king is more than even I think that man deserves. He hasn't done anything for us low folk, because we're too broke and worthless in his mind. The only thing that man has done for anyone is raise the taxes on the third estate and give breaks to the nobles and clergy. To make things even better, that man, King Louis XVI, miscalculated something when he was trying to be a good ruler. Bread is the main dish for the peasants, and he messed something up, I'm not completely sure what, but now the bread is very high priced. It's so expensive that we can't afford it, so a lot of people are stealing and breaking into baking factories just to get their hands on some. All I know is that I have a bad feeling about the days to come. I hope it's just horrible paranoia, but I think something is about to change, something big, and not necessarily bad.
9: June 20, 1789 So, today was...just like I predicted. Is that weird? Anyway, today was another meeting of the Estates General, called by King Louis XVI. The only thing is...some folks from the third estate were tired of being outvoted, so they had been meeting independently from the overall meeting. The king heard word of this, evidently, and called for their gathering sanctuary to be locked. So it was done, and guards watched over it, making sure no member of this organization could get in. Outraged by this motion, the members of this rebellion group met elsewhere, none other than the king's indoor tennis court. It was here that they swore not to disassemble until the king accepted their demands. | Digital image. The Tennis Court Oath. Getty Images, n.d. Web. 19 Nov. 2012.
10: July 14, 1789 Today was quite...eventful. Ever since the Tennis Court Oath, it's like people have become even more rebellious, to the point where they're willing to go to war. Which is what's happening now. People have been running everywhere, preparing themselves against the king, supplying themselves with weapons even if they have to steal them. Tonight is really significant, however, because of the Bastille Prison, and what the rebels have done to it. Rebels...they've gone completely against the king! Anyway, these people have been low on ammunition and defenses, so they decided to go to the almighty prison and tear it down, killing the prisoners inside of it. It was an act of becoming independent in my mind, but my husband was so upset with my view that he forbid me to be a part of it. After all, he was siding with the king. If I could have been a part of it, I certainly would have. Men and women of all ages came together and tore down that prison brick by brick, selling them as souvenir's. | Digital image. Happy Bastille Day. N.p., 14 July 2010. Web. 19 Nov. 2012.
11: August 26, 1789 We've been doing better, Vik, Dai, and myself. France is doing a little bit better, as well. The National Assembly has made some changes, but they're not bad changes. For instance, they adopted a new document called Declaration of the Rights of Man and Citizen. This document called for equal justice, freedom in speech, and freedom of religion. I guess, all in all, it's slogan was something like "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity". Something along those lines. What really upset me the most, however, was the face that it didn't apply to women. Whatever. It'll be a long time before we're ever going to be able to have any equality in anything. The National Assembly decided to resolve the immediate financial crisis by seizing church lands. By doing this, they proceeded to pay off France's debt. Then, they finished a new constitution. When they proclaimed that they were going to take charge, they weren't bluffing. They created a limited constitutional monarchy. King Louis XVI, as unintelligent and easily swayed as he was, couldn't oppose the National Assembly, so he was stripped of most of his power, which was transferred to the Legislative Assembly, yet he still had the executive power to enforce laws. Of course, we're hardly ever free of anything. There are still food shortages and debt, so we're still in a bad position. In fact, today, the National Assembly split up! It's now made up of three groups: Radicals, Moderates, and Conservatives. Their ideas of the government differed, which is my guess on why they split up.
12: August 26, 1789 We've been doing better, Vik, Dai, and myself. France is doing a little bit better, as well. The National Assembly has made some changes, but they're not bad changes. For instance, they adopted a new document called Declaration of the Rights of Man and Citizen. This document called for equal justice, freedom in speech, and freedom of religion. I guess, all in all, it's slogan was something like "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity". Something along those lines. What really upset me the most, however, was the face that it didn't apply to women. Whatever. It'll be a long time before we're ever going to be able to have any equality in anything. The National Assembly decided to resolve the immediate financial crisis by seizing church lands. By doing this, they proceeded to pay off France's debt. Then, they finished a new constitution. When they proclaimed that they were going to take charge, they weren't bluffing. They created a limited constitutional monarchy. King Louis XVI, as unintelligent and easily swayed as he was, couldn't oppose the National Assembly, so he was stripped of most of his power, which was transferred to the Legislative Assembly, yet he still had the executive power to enforce laws. Of course, we're hardly ever free of anything. There are still food shortages and debt, so we're still in a bad position. In fact, today, the National Assembly split up! It's now made up of three groups: Radicals, Moderates, and Conservatives. Their ideas of the government differed, which is my guess on why they split up. | Radicals: ---> Opposed the king and the idea of a monarchy ---> Wanted sweeping changes in government and proposed that common people have full power in a republic Conservatives: ---> Upheld the idea of a limited monarchy ---> Wanted few changes in government The Moderates really just wanted a few changes in government, but not as many as the radicals. WIth this, their role in the ongoing movement was small.
13: January 21, 1793 Louis XVI was led to the square of the renamed “Place de la Revolution" where a guillotine had been stationed.