I exhale a long, frustrated sigh as I look around the old, battered up, brown and decaying café. It was amidst the start of the French Revolution, and circumstances were heating up. Everyone were in a small groups chattering away at nothing in particular as I stand at the slightly raised platform, waiting for the last few representatives to come. I, Pascal Beaumont, was the organizer of the raid that will be held at the Bastille, in Paris, on July 14, 1789. Tomorrow was July 14, 1789, the big day. Such an evil thing to do, some might think, but not in my situation. I was thirsty for revenge, for the blood that belonged to the royalty, for death. That rascal, King Louis XVI would pay for the lives he took from the peasants. They would never …show more content…
It's very urgent!" I quickly pace over to the messenger and snatch the letter from his hand. I hastily read over it as my heart races a bit faster. It’s not good news. "There is a spy! There are in fact two filthy, double-dealing, misleading, two-faced, liars among us!" I announce. Everyone gasps in horror as they are processing this dreadful news. I immediately start to panic. If these two spies got away with this information, the king would be informed, and that would be it for all the peasants. If I get put into prison, who will support my family? Michel is only 8, Adelina has no common knowledge on how to deal with money, and my poor, poor baby, Julienne, God bless you. I pity myself as I remember the hard times when no one could afford any bread, not that there was any at all. They were hard times. Julienne was down with the dreadful flu, no food or medicine to help, the next day, she was simply gone. This thought always brings me to anger. The nobles were just partying away while we peasants were dying. I had to end the absolute monarchy. Back to the situation, I thoroughly observed each, and every representative, watching their expressions and how the
There are multiple details that stood out as particularly true to life in my view. One was the nariartator that it is telling the story/ his view point main character mentions what check out aisle number. It mentions how the three girls looked. The character payed attention to how the girl that seem to be the leader was walking saying “she came down a little hard on her heels, as if she didn’t walk in her bare feet much” this quote helps you picture how the person and might help picture what the girl was walking like. He gave details to where he was and what he was doing when the three girls was doing. He mentions that “I’m in the third check-out slot with my back to the door so that I didn’t see them until they had reach the bread” this helps the reader to set up an mental image of the store as they are reading.
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“The best measure of a spiritual life is not its ecstasies but its obedience.” – Oswald Chambers
December 14, 1924 was a bright, beautiful winter morning, the sky a vibrant blue without a cloud roaming around. The previous night, a heavy snowfall had powdered and blanketed the ground. Children all around town were enjoying playing, skipping, and laughing in the city of Paris, France.
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” “In fact,” said Mustapha Mond, “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.” “All right then,” said the Savage defiantly, “I’m claiming the right to be unhappy,” This significant quote from Brave New World had moved innumerable readers’ heart, so do I. Exaggeration? No. It’s the satire to the false meaning of the universal happiness, and it’s this quote which made me had rethink what do I really want and the way of living I want to choose. Because the deep influence and rumination brought by the book, I would like to say
1) “They carried the soldier’s greatest fear, which was the fear of blushing. Men killed, and died, because they were embarrassed not to. It was what had brought them to the war in the first place, nothing positive, no dreams of glory or honor, just to avoid the blush of dishonor. They died so as not to die of embarrassment” (O’Brien 20).
Seven of the wagons are identically painted in a brilliant red lacquer and with the edges and spoke wheels painted glossy black.
The published letter of the king’s reasoning for departure also served the public with rage, and, “equally significant for the future of the Revolution was the dramatic change in attitude toward the king…everything was transformed by the king’s flight.” (Tackett, 101) People in the streets of Paris were throwing out their portraits of the royal family and were seeing the king, the one they praised a week ago, as a deserter and conspirator to their newly-formed and praised government. The use of rumor and newspapers by members of The Cordelier Club also helped spread certain radical ideals in which prompted the idea of turning France into a republic, and of dissembling the monarchy and the king altogether. It was this power in the streets of Paris that would soon grow with every day after the king fled, as, “Outside the Legislative Assembly, however, the more radical revolutionaries had managed to hold the loyalty of most of the provincial club network, giving them a powerful propaganda tool.” (Popkin, 58) The National Assembly was still strong in its number of members favorable of this new constitutional monarchy, but it was in the streets and with the people that the actual aspect of the Revolution was shifting. Members of the National Assembly were getting restless
Barrett, joined the protest to avenge her family who she had lost due to the absurd high prices for food, especially bread. As I saw her grab a pitchfork and charge the long trail to Versailles, I knew she could not endure the torment and suffering the monarchy had brought on her. I could not take the risk of joining the protest with the other Parisians because of the endangerment from the guards encircling the palace under their command. Returning from Versailles, Barrett had told me that the loyal Paris Guards had joined them in their dispute for bread. I am astounded by the news and comprehend that we, the third estate, are overthrowing the
The strong desire for retribution is fueled by the nobles’ neglect of the lower class’ needs. Finally the peasants, overflowing with hatred and anger, revolt on July 14, 1789 with the Storming of the Bastille. This is just the first of vengeful acts to come. Three years later, a mob of people is outside of Tellson’s Bank, whose “wicked atmosphere seemed gore and fire. The eye could not detect one creature in the group free from the smear of blood” (203).
The nobles before the French Revolution thought that the peasant revolt was absolutely impossible. The Marquis Evremonde was equally apathetic to any signs of uprising (Book II, Chapter 9) and no other noble probably did until the storming of the Bastille. When the breaching finally did occur, the incredulity of the noblemen and clergy vanished, and they feared for their own safety.
Brief Summary- Dr. Munro Price, Modern European Historian at the University of Bradford, wanted to find out the truth of what the true actions and feelings of the King Louis XVI and Queen Marie Antoinette were in those years before the collapse. After being dragged back to Paris from Versailles, they were then held prisoner in the capital. Concerned for their own safety, the King and Queen forced to agree with the revolution and its agenda. However, in secret, they both began devising a strategy and took the utmost precautions to hide their real policy. The Road from Versailles reconstructs much of what had been speculated until now as to the King and Queen’s clandestine diplomacy from 1789 until their executions. Dr. Price focuses on a small portion of history that has generally been unknown to the public, but could hold the key to the final days of the Old Regime and the mindset of the King. This book could give insight into the economic and social status
Through history taught in classrooms as well as what is known to the general public of the French revolution, France was on the way to becoming a state constituting ‘Liberty, Fraternity and Equality’ and only by getting rid of the ‘filthy rich’ French aristocracy could this independence be achieved. Herein is where the author, Baroness Emma Orczy paints a completely different picture of the French revolution. The aristocracy are pitied and a handful of people who were completely innocent of any crime towards the poor of France were whisked away by a vanguard of brave men travelling to and fro all the way from England in order to save their heads from the guillotine.
This is a review of the section “Daily Life in the French Revolution” from Peter McPhee’s book “Living the French Revolution” . This scholarly work is a view of the French Revolution 1789 to 1799 from the peasant or common person’s writings as opposed to that of the kings or the great movers and shakers of that revolution. This is the cultural view of history and as such gives insights into how the masses reacted to the event, the support they gave the changes happening and their day to day problems living in those times. Although probably chosen for impact and support of a point of view, much can be read into their words as written of this tumultuous time. Unfortunately this insightful view from the people experiencing the revolution ceases and most of the latter information is extrapolated from statistics of the times, which although useful is not the firsthand accounts expected.
The women of France were enraged with the outcome and marched 12 miles in the pouring rain to the king and queen’s palace. Seeing another huge rebellion composing of 60,000 people this time marching directly to the King Louis XVI gave me hope for they deserved. The king and queen ran to the their bedroom huddling together praying they won’t be mobbed and killed, but the citizens got through to them. However, the citizens of France instead were planning to force them to live in Versailles Palace to be closer to what they are experiencing. They surrendered and left the palace signaling a dramatic change in power.