S: Journey To America
FC: Journey To America | By, Cole Nachman
1: Leaving my home I was devastated. I thought, How am I going to adapt to this new place? I was moving from Scotland because my parents thought I needed a better education than I would get there. My name is Benjamin McIntyre and I’m 16 years old. I have 35 British pounds and am ready to board the ship. Once I boarded the vessel, I already began to miss home. I was only allowed to pack one suitcase so I was careful to pack only valuable things and said my goodbyes to my parents. They were naturally saddened. Now that the ship has left the dock, all I can smell is fish and the salty ocean breeze. I am on the top deck slowly getting sea sick, I’m not sure how long I am going to last on this ship to America, but I know it I have to make it. The evening fell into a cool night. My cabin is so small that when I lift my arms apart I can touch both walls. I lay down in the hard as rock bed and slowly get rocked to sleep by the ship, like my mother used to. BEEP the siren of the horn wakes me up, and I walk to the deck of the ship and see the Statue of Liberty. I am finally here. | My Journey Begins... | January 23, 1901 | Boat Ticket | My passport
2: Here is a picture of Eliss Island I took when we were still on the boat but could see it. | This is a picture of what I like to call, "Freedom." | Here we come! | This is the vessel I rode on to Ellis Island.
3: Arrival | Ellis island is like an ant farm: everyone is running around trying to find their way in this new world. It is such a wonder to me. I have heard so many stories about how Ellis island was the most magically place on Earth, a place of new beginnings. I get into the queue that seems to go on forever. New experiences are awaiting me. The tall dark man asks me, “Name? From?”. With doubt in my voice, I respond, “Benjamin McIntyre from Scotland.”He writes down my name. I get my card back and my name is printed cleanly on a new piece of white paper. I can smell the opportunities. | January 28, 1901
4: This is called the "Baggage Room. This was where we dropped off my suitcase. | This is what this what the man who asked me where I was from and my name looked like. | On the Island | My first American food!
5: Almost there... | As I went through Ellis Island, there were many processes. First, I had to enter the building and go to the baggage room on ground floor. There I dropped off my suitcase. Next, I climbed the stairs of the Great Hall”where as I was doing it I was examined to see if I could go up it right or not. I had no problems with it so I continued my way towards the “Great Hall” because I didn't have to stop for a complete medical test considering I went before the law was passed in 1917. At the “Great Hall,” I waited for five and a half hours before I could be interviewed by a legal inspector. After I was interviewed, I passed all the exceptions I had to, I was on my way to the money exchange. There I changed my 35 British pounds for 54 U.S.D. Now I am at the “Kissing Post, and is ready to live my education dreams. | January 30, 1901 | Train Ticket
6: This is called the Kissing Post. This is where I left Ellis Island to start my education in America. | This is me leaving Ellis Island. | Here is my first American Dollar I got. | Hello America