Julie+Rousseau+Housewife+Julia

__1- Diary Entry__


 * Dear Diary, 07. October 1788**

This day started really nice. When I woke up, I made breakfast for my lovely **Francois**, my son **Louis** and me. We ate fast and then Francois brought Louis to school and then he went to work. I worked at home also. Directly as my both man were out of the door I started to work very fast. This day I wanted to make Francois a really nice, but only small surprise. France has financial problems and for that we are still alive in the third layer. The bankruptcy of the government is really serious. It is very difficult for us to feed our son and therefore the whole family. And so it isn't easy to buy various things like a book. Francois is looking forward to continue his developing of his medicine work. As a quite good doctor you need to have a lot further education. The comprehension and knowledge is really important in this job. All his patients are satisfied with his work, what makes me really proud. Because when I met Francois the first time, he was only at the beginning of his career. His progress developed really fast and he got better and better. Till today when I made him a surprise. Today Francois and I went shopping. Sure, not really for expensive clothes nor useless things, we went shopping for normal useful everyday items. That was what Francois thought. First we went to the marketplace, where we get our food for the weekend. The market was very full and we had to wait more than 10 minutes until we finally came off. Finally, we were finished at this place and I was really nervous. I wanted to know how he will react, but I concentrated for just 10 more minutes and then it was time for my surprise. I am only a housewife. Sure, my husband is a really famous doctor, but it isn’t usually to buy really expensive books. To buy a book like this I had to save money for more than two months. But now it was finally so far. I led him into a narrow lane. Normally, Francois asked me: “Darling, what are we doing here?” I didn’t answer. I just saw into his wonderful eyes and walked faster and faster. We walked past the Bastille. Every time I see the Bastille, I have a weird gut feeling. This building looks really negatvily here in France. This prison makes everyone scared and no one wants to see those people, which have to live in there. Before I could really finish my thoughts we were arrived at the shop. I stopped abruptly. Francois was a bit confused, but followed me without saying anything. However, we walked into this nice library and stood in front of the shelf full with medical books. The view of Francois was unique. I think he felt what will go on here. Then he was asking me again: “Darling, what are we doing here? We don’t have the money to buy those nice, but expensive books!” “Oh, sure we have!” I answered. “I saved money for you since three months.” A smile crossed his lips. “Thank you so much my dear. You are so wonderful and do things which are unbelievable indescribable!” he whispered into my ear. Then he took me in his arms and we chose a fantastic book together. My surprise is truly succeeded. Francois gets happy with his book and was grateful to me for this nice present. If you can make people perfectly happy and lucky, you make your own heart also happy. It is a wonderful feeling, which makes you content and you know that you did something good on this day. We all should live and enjoy each day as is this day our last one. And we should love each other really. And that is what makes my husband and me so perfectly happy, we live for each other and we are blessed to have each other. That’s real love. We live well as bad times together. That’s the magic. Hopefully the next days and weeks will be here in peace. The violence of the Bastille was really strange. But will something like this happened one more time?

**Julie Rousseau**

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__2. Diary Entry__


 * Dear Diary, 16. July 1789**

I didn’t write you since just one year. But now I thinkt that it would be really important to capture my thoughts here. My life has totally changed. I am really scared of the life of my family. France was really peaceful and nice. But now everything changed. I am so nervous and shocked that I am totally confused. The Bastille gets attacked on the 14 July 1789. Like I wrote in my last entry, the Bastille is or better was a really big building and there were a lot of people in prison. But now all of the people, also some friends of our estate, rushed to the Bastille and freed the prisoners. Everything was burning and you saw the violence and aggression in the people. Those people already seated different small houses on fire because they wanted that food products are generally cheaper. It is really hard to still alive; no one can pay anymore. But that at the end the Bastille is destroyed, did no one thought of. In this situation the National Assembly did something for it. The National Assembly had a key enlightenment goal: the equality of all male citizens before the law. They give France a new government. So the Assembly issued the declaration of the rights of man and the citizen. Also the French Catholic Church was now under state control. For Louis XIV. that wasn’t really nice. But in my opinion it was a good decision to share the power of France. Louis XIV. has a royal authority, but that isn’t fair. All of us should have the same rights. If there is every time only one man’s opinion our life won’t be nice, I think. But another part what happened today was that I saw **Marie Julie d’Orsay** and she is a noblewoman. Sometimes she walks past our house because she is usually visiting Louis the XIV. a friend of her. They live in the second estate and are totally different then us. But I think that she is a good person with a good character what I heard. She must understand the situation of us. For us the third estate is only hard. We don’t have enough money to pay those high prices of bread. But how should we still alive? In the moment it works because of those good incomes of Francois. Will it be like this in a few days? You can only hope. Our son **Louis** won’t go to school for the next few days. We think that it is too dangerous. To go out for buying some stuff it’s also too dangerous for me. Francois told me not to go out without him. He meant that everyone is killing each other. That’s so unbelievable. I didn’t feel save in my lovely France. You know I live here since I was born. And sure there were good and bad times. But such violent and brutal wasn’t it before. Right now I am alone at home with Louis. Francois meant he wanted to go to a demonstration this evening. “No way”, I said. I don’t want that my lovely man killed. But at the end it was his decision. And now I am sitting here and hope that nothing bad will happen to him. It’s a really scary feeling. But we must stick together. And thank god Francois has a quite good income at the moment. Infinitely through the storm of the Bastille are many injured. Unfortunately more than 89 people died. Therefore I see Francois almost not at all. He is consistently at work and I have to look for the house and for Louis. Thereby that Louis is not even going to school I have to teach him a bit, like private lessons, that he is learning at least something. All of our friends are pushing the revolution in a more radical direction, and demanded a republic. If we all, I mean the whole third estate, would fight against the others we would win. We are 98% of France. I am still on the side of our people, but I think you can solve problems without war or violence. My opinion is different than the others, so I just can say what I think, but they wouldn’t listen or understand me anyway. So it is better to remain silent. Hopefully our world wouldn’t get totally destroyed and the first and second estate will find a solution for those problems right now! If not, I don’t know how this story will end. Will we still alive? How should we get our peace back? These questions we can’t even answer. We can just wait and hope…
 * Francois** isn’t back right now. I am still waiting. If I wanted to go demonstrating too Francois wouldn’t allow me to go. He loves me so much that he protects me every time.

**Julie Rousseau

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__3. Diary entry__


 * Dear Diary,**

Today was probably the worst day of my life. Everything happened very fast and then again too slow. The day started normal, like every single day. My darling went working like every morning and I started to learn a bit with our son Louis. No, unfortunately, he is still not going to school. That would be too risky. At the moment Maximilian Robespierre rules France and the Catholic Church is still under government’s control. Humanity turns completely; more than 18,000 people were killed. They were mercilessly beheaded. How scary. I by myself would like to go to a demonstration, but I can’t. My son is so important that I need to preserve him at least. That’s why I continue not leaving the house without my husband. Since two weeks, I never leave this house without him. But then today I had the shock of my whole life. Towards evening, **Louis** and I covered the table and looked forward as a whole, small family to dine. When **Francois** came finally home, we sat down immediately and began to eat. We talked to each other about the day and suddenly we were interrupted by a knock on the door. Just when I got up to open the door, it was already too late. Abrupt two men stood in our kitchen. Francois jumped up and asked: “What’s going on here? What do you want in our house?” Without saying a word, they walked closer to Francois. I began to scream very loud. It was terrible. One of those two men grabbed Francois and the other one draft me with a gesture that I lay on the floor. Louis came to me and brought me a cold tissue. But it was all too late. The two creepy guys had taken Francois with them. He was gone. After I was properly come back to mind, I sent Louis to sleep. Our little boy was also totally shocked and cried constantly. But after a short time he fell asleep. But what should I do now? Out in the world there was only violence and discontent. And now they even had taken my husband. Why? What will those guys do at all with him? I had to do something and I decided to search for Francois. When I walked out of door, Mona met me, a friend of mine. She is the girlfriend of Francois’ best friend **Francois, who is a lawyer.** Mona was very excited to see me and told me that she had seen how my Francois was pulled away from those two men. Francois was able to pull a man the black hood from his head and then Mona recognized one of those guys. Thank god. Otherwise I would have never found him again. The guy was **Didir de Chardot**. He is a noble and can do whatever he wants. **Mona** knows where he lives and she took me to his house. As we looked through the window, I saw those two men. Didir de Chardot sat with his accomplice **Pierre de Mouret** at one table. Two nobles under a blanket, unbelievable. Since they were losing their power and money, they do whatever they want. People start, in this time of terror, criminal actions, how scary. Mona knew the noble’s house from a friend of her. There was a cellar below, where my love has been recorded. Mona took the diversion, while she knocked on the door; I sprang through the window into the house. Mona told them that she is looking for a job as a housewife, which was a really good lie. But sure they didn’t want her. Mona went back and waited on a street comer. After a short time I had broken off the lock of the door, without being heard by those two men. I felt like in a bad dream, everything was so unrealistic. Then the gentleman went out. That was our salvation. Mona and I brought Francois home and I care of his wounds. My husband was beaten, kicked and he has been imprisoned for no reason. Is this the way you treat people today? Since this day I was afraid. We have to be more carefully. I thought my life would never make any sense. All of us do not even open the door, if we don’t know who is outside of it. Even worse is, that my best friend Sabine I had known my whole life, get killed. We grew up in neighboring houses. As I ran to Francois, to free him, I saw a pile of dead people. The sight struck me very much and I felt it in my heart. But it somehow gave me the will to continue fighting for my husband. I didn’t want it to expire, and so it overcomes me to save me love. Without Mona and the believing that it will work, I wouldn’t get my husband still alive. But at the end it worked all good, thanks god for that present. France is terrible. Life consists of nothing but violence and murder. We already have the fourth government and nothing changed. Everything will only get worse and worse. Where will it end? You can only pray every day new that nothing happens to us. And thank god that my man and my whole family is still alive…

**Julie Rousseau**

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__4. Diary Entry__

I know that I didn’t write you since 15 years. But now it is the right time. In those 15 years many things have changed. All people become older and get experiences. Humans even developed. But 15 years from now was the French Revolution and my family and I have been through a lot. At first no one thought that the revolution is as long as it was and above such overpowering. Every single day people have been beheaded, which became normal after a short time. No one mourned more for others because it would simply be able to catch any of us. How scary is that? My family was lucky and we survived the whole revolution well. The rescuer, who has completed the revolution, was Napoleon Bonaparte. Napoleon reestablished the Napoleon Code. He is a really intelligent and powerful man. At the beginning we were all grateful to him that he has finished the bad times. But Francois and I can’t thank him no longer path. He took us our son. The only son we have ever had, our everything, my happiness, our body and blood. It’s horrible and hard to believe. All three of us survived the terrible French Revolution in the third layer with all the pain. And then something like this happened. **Louis** had to fight as a solider for Napoleon. He wanted to support Napoleon, so something like the French Revolution cannot happen again. And then after only two days when our son has left us, the terrible news of some strange man was brought to us. “Good morning. “Your son has unfortunately fallen!” This sentence came immediately after I opened the door. Callous and clumsy. He told me that so promptly into my face that I had to sit down first and I couldn’t say anything more. Meanwhile the death of Louis is today two weeks ago. My heart hurts every single day. Every day I have to overcome to remain strong. Nothing keeps me alive. Louis and I have lived every day together and **Francois** had always to work. Anyway I love Francois also, but it’s still no sense of life there for both of us. We keep each other alive. We need to get through this difficult time together, because alone it would be meaningless. However, life has also changed ulterior. There are no more estates of classification and the previous first-class people are now identified with us. Everyone is equal and there aren’t differences. Most recently, I have a new friend **Marie Julie d’Orsay**. I had always admired her and now we are thickest friends. She appreciates me and supported me in my difficult time. She is a really great person and we have many properties in common. My life must go further and friendships like these give me more strength again to think positively. Not everything in life happens for a reason, but most of it. Live your life carefully. I hope that Francois and I can start a new life and that we do not have any longer problems. Now we are both older and more mature. Each year brings new experiences, which you can apply later in life. I promise…
 * Dear Diary,** 24.05.1804


 * Julie Rousseau**

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