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Name: Hilton Paris

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Occupation: free-lancer journalist

Social Class: middle class but very poor

Financial situation:poor, makes barely enough money to survive

Appearance:wears old suits, oily long hair, skinny, haggard face

Location: (show us on a map)

Habitual locations: He lives alone in a small old house.

Daily routine:He does not have particular daily routine.He goes to bars regularly to earn information and news(or to drink). Then he'll start writing his journal at home. However, since he is writing while his mind is very unstable, his writings were usually rejected by weekly journals.

Personality/Quirks/Unique Personality Traits: He is an educated person who did not have any passion in life. He was tutored by his educated parents, but he did not wish to make any use of the knowledge he earned. His family got tired of his laziness(he didn't go to church sometimes) and eventually kicked him out. He still has lazy habits. He started writing to earn money for drinks. Even though he makes his living out of political news, he has no interest in them. He is a pathetic young man with no life.

Past/individual-family history: His family came from England.

Family: Father and mother who are highyl educated and religious. One brother who inherited his parent's wisdom and personality.

Social relations with your own and other classes (people you deal with or know about in other classes, AND your opinions and feelings about them): He isn't socially active at all. Even his family abandoned him. He goes to the bar to gather information, but rather than talking directly to the people, he would sit in the corner and listen to others' debate.

Religion: Puritan but he does not have any affection for it.

Education: He was edcuated but not as much as his brother due to his laziness.

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I'm broke... I wrote many articles about Seven Years War, but weekly journal did not accept any. What am I doing wrong? May be, it's because I based my articles on information from uneducated drunk people from the bar. However, the bar is my only source of information. As an excommunicated son from a family, how can I meet any high or middle class educated people and debate while drinking a cup of tea? I cannot farm, I cannot make something, I cannot do anything! However, I just won't be sitting on my desk, waiting for death to take me away. I picked up my pen, paper, and shabby wallet to do what I can do; drink, listen, and write.

As soon as I entered and sat, I heard hawls filled with anger. Ah, a bar fight? Actually, people were discussing and they were not mad at each other. They were all mad at Britain. According to the damn British, Parliament represents the people in colony when there are no one from colonies actually present in parliament. This also meant ' We will tax you whenever we want from now on'. I could not believe what I was hearing! I stopped drinking to jot down everything I heard. In the middle of the discussion, someone referred the quotes of great Adam Smith; 'It should think, feel, reason, and act like them'. And it gave me an inspiration to write a 'pretty damn good article'.

I ran home and started writing an incredibly biased and emotional article. I justified how Parliament cannot make right decisions for colonies since they are not Americans. **I also described Britain's atrocity as infringement of right of freeman, which are everyone in the colony.** I urged Americans to stand up and fight for it!

I read the finished work of mine, and I thought it was a little more patriotic and corny than it should be. However the weekly journal liked my writing and bought it! Well, I guess I can spend more time in a bar for a while.

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letter from Mohawk (Eeho Choi) Diary 4 Dear Paul,

Is everything fine my dear friend? We're both journalists but it seems like we're living in a different life. I see your articles on the journals all the time. They are fabulous! I don't think I will never be able to write like you do.

Past years have been the worst time period of my life. I quit writing for a while and joined numerous boycotts. Declaratory Act, Quartering Act, and Townshend Acts would've starved me to death. Instead of sitting in my dusty house, I decided to act together in a group to survive. While protesting I felt nationalism for the first time. I could not believe I never knew the honor of being American my whole life. However my vigorous protest ended in Mart5, 1770. I believe people recall that day as the Boston Massacre. As soon as I saw British soldiers rushing towards my house, I grabbed everything I could and ran from home. I wandered around aimlessly and settled in New York with absolutely nothing.

I've heard more articles about the Tea Act, Intolerable Act, Quebec Act, and many other shameful attempt of Britain abusing America. I wish I could do something to help my mother nation, but I could not. I am engaging in a physical labor to make money. Do not pity me, I am the cause of the expulsion from home. But one day I picked up a pamphlet from the ground. It was titled the Common Sense. After reading the 40 pages of the masterpiece of the century, my heart ignited with patriotism.

With the money I've made, I burrowed a small room in New York. I am going to write articles like those of Thomas Paine's. This is the only way for me to contribute to America.

Sincerely,

Hilton Paris

Dear Hilton Paris,

Rough times are coming for the colonies. It's been tough living in New Jersey. How have you been? Have you written anything recently about the political chaos in the colonies? Boycotts of British goods continue on, and the protests seem to get more and more violent. Honestly, I did not understand the patriots. I always thought they were being greedy, and simply trying to avoid the high tax rates. Also, I thought we could not survive without Britain, but my thoughts proved to be wrong when I read a pamphlet written by a friend named Thomas Paine. He really dragged me into the idea of independence in the colonies. I really thought about how we could not possibly survive without the British, but Thomas specifically stated that Britain only causes wars for our colonies, namely the French and Indian War. I really like Thomas' technique of using simple logic to persuade the readers. Now, I would definitely support the patriots but what about you? Are you going to remain loyal to the Britain? Or are you going to use your common sense and fight for our rights? I hope we really can remain as friends. I hope to hear from you. Best of wishes.

Yours truly, Paul Williams.(Joon)

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Dear Paul,

I hope you are alive and well, reading this letter. I was too afraid to participate in war, but the war did not runaway from me. I truly believed America would stand victorious after the glorious battles. But if you're standing in the middle of the battle, you do not think in the same way as you think when you're sitting on a desk with a pen on your hand.

Even though I was kicked out my family and told never to come back, I was worried about them! When I reached Massachusetts, I faced the horrible battle of Lexington and Concord. I could not reach my family. May be I will never see them again.

Every place I reached was filled with corpse. After the Declaration of Independence in 1776, every states were dangerous to go to. I had to eventually leave New York because General William Howe left the Boston and came to New York to set up the headquarters! Washington saw through Howe's movement and interfered with his plans. I read about Washington's successful escape on the newspaper. I quickly left my home when I heard about the possible upcoming battle of Long Island.

I wandered blindly into New Jersey, trying to find a new settlement. And guess what? The battle of Trenton greeted me! How pleasant! I also got to miss Christmas, my favorite holiday. Gladly, Washington and General Greene defeated the British force.

Next state I wandered into was Philadelphia. Yes, Howe just settled there and established the headquarters, and Washington showed up to stop him. It's like they're following me! To put my life into misery! On top of that, Washington suffered humiliating defeat in the battle of Brandywine!

For the next four years, I lived a homeless life. It was the hardest time period of my life. I do not remember much except for starvation and pain I had to go through. In 1780 I managed to settle in South Carolina. When I was gathering information to get back to my job -writing- the battle of Caden broke out. I did not want to go through horrible experience again, so I just stayed. And I should not have done that, because General Gates was defeated badly. I almost died this time.

Now I am back in New York, homeless again. I encountered five of the battles. I've seen indescribable violence with my two eyes. I think I should stop writing articles and try publishing an autobiography.

Sincerely,

Hilton Paris

Mr Paris- I am writing to you because it has been three long and tough years since I have last heard from you and I noticed that you are no longer writing. It is a deep concern of mine that you may be hurt or dead like many youngsters today. I have only five more years until the age of eighty and I frankly am not sure if I will survive to see that day. The past three years have been very hard here in New Hampshire, especially for an old man like me. News has come that the New Hampshire Line is defending the border in the best way it can, and many of the people at my church no longer attend. This winter of 1777 may be my last. From that hectic time that people of Boston evacuated to now, nothing much seems to have changed. It has been a year since the government declared independence, but we have not yet seemed to achieve it. And in all this I feel lost and hopeless in the very idea that neither side represents what my freedoms ought to be, and as I age and become useless in the church, my freedoms decrease. I do wish to see this end until the end of it, and best of luck to you, wherever you may be. Sincerely, Mohawk

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