St. Bonny's: A Short Story

The image of St. Nicholas has been distorted throughout time and it is important to determine who St. Nicholas really was to best understand his current personification. Many of the realities of St. Nicholas’ story have been twisted by stories that make learning about St. Nicholas difficult. Though his real life is often overlooked and forgotten because of his personification as Santa Claus today he still led an important and honorable life. The historically accurate story of St. Nicholas is very important because it greatly affected the culture. St. Nicholas’ real story can be best seen by examining his young life, and memorable works during his time as a Bishop.

We suffered for the next few months because no matter how hard my father tried he couldn’t find a farm that needed help, my father never got a full education so getting a job is complicated because he doesn’t know how to do many things. But, finally my father found a farm that was being sold off… we did have some money so we bought it. Although we had bought it, we couldn’t go there until the home was built, so, we stayed on the Squatter Camp for a little longer. The house was finally built and we moved in.

The sleeping conditions for jew were in terrible conditions. “Several hundred three-tier wooden bunk beds were installed in each building” (“Auschwitz…”) The barracks were highly populated with rats and other vermin. There were straw mattresses for people who had abdominal issues (“Auschwitz…”). To many who

We have to sleep in 16’ by 14’ hut. There is twelve people per hut. We are all squished and uncomfortable. I don’t think a day has gone by that it has not been snowing here. My feet are frozen and cold. I am missing one of my fingers and cry myself to sleep wanting to be with my family. So now I have the choice to leave and through all of this in the end I get to go home. There is also frostbite, many of the men are having their feet, arms, and fingers being cut off. This is only a few of the awful thing happening here at Valley Forge.

The finis graveyard flowers were flourishing, their ambrosial scent wafting throughout the house, softly speaking the names of our dead.

It’s stated by at doctor at Valley Forge that, “There comes a Soldier, his bare feet are seen through’ his worn out shoes, his legs nearly naked from the tattered remains of an old pair of stockings… ”(Direct quote: Document C, December 14, 1777). An example of the horrible housing is that the soldiers had to reside in mud huts with no insulation whatsoever, in the freezing cold, with a small fireplace that had to be shared between 12 people, including yourself. The huts were also tiny, and they would be the residence of the soldiers for 6 months (Background Essay). This displays just how horrible the situation truly was, and the idea of a room shared between 12 people, with a single place to gather warmth, especially when it’s the average size of a modern bedroom?

Another issue that the internees dealt was the small space in which they were now required to live, which consisted of small bunks which were occupied by entire families, or multiple families depending on their size. And when some families would share a bunk, the room dividers between each family sometimes didn’t even reach the ceiling.

In the most suitable cases, the soldiers had cabins, which were crude, small, and very unsturdy. In most instances, however, they got tents made out of canvas, which frequently ripped and did not help keep out cold in the dead winter. Because of this, many men got illnesses such as pneumonia, diarrhea, and dysentery. In fact, so many got sick that the hospitals were overflowing, even though each section had a hospital for itself. Some soldiers’ wives agreed to be nurses to help, but there were not enough medical supplies, so many died. Out of 12,000 men, 3,000 died and 2,000 left because they were sick.

Living conditions were horrible. People lived in buildings called tenements, that up to ten people could live in. There was no indoor plumbing or heat, and families had to share a bathroom.

Camp life for Gruenewald and the others in the interment camps in California was hot, with bad food, and absolutely no privacy. Their showers were in one

Conditions of these lunatic asylums were terrible. The buildings had stone walls, floors, and ceilings. This caused a lack of insulation, which meant summers were achingly hot and winters scarcely cold. People who were too ill to work were chained to their beds and starving. Corpses lay on the floors for days without being acknowledged.

The living conditions weren’t exactly amazing either. Eleanor roosevelt described them as "certainly not luxurious,". In reality, the housing was primitive and made of tarpaper, and families were forced to eat in mess halls with many other families. The government claimed that they were moving families to the camps for their own protection. But as one internee said, "If we were put there for our protection, why were the guns at the guard towers pointed inward, instead of outward?" Another

shelter, with 715 beds in five facilities, the first sign of trouble came in the form of several consecutive years of

For example: most were not subjected to forced labor but they still had routine jobs they had to do daily. People slept on makeshift beds, usually each to their own, until Spring of 1945 when other camps sent their sick to Belson. The sick were forced to sleep in one of the eight sections. Soon the sections were filled with multiple per bed plus many on the floors. This caused an outbreak of disease and in this season alone over 18,000 people died. Since the addition of people, food, water, and other basic needs were no longer

When I write a Sims story, I tend to think in terms of vague ideas and generalities rather than specifics of conversational dialog. Not only does this directly mimic the Sims gameplay, but also I think it suits my style of story-telling and fits well with my preferred format of captioning screenshots. From time to time, however, I do wonder what my sims are actually saying to each other.