Summary Of Chapter 1: I Know. I Know?-Personal Narrative

Most observers now agree that witches in the villages and towns of the late Sixteenth and Seventeenth Century New England tended to be poor. They were usually not the poorest women in the community, but the moderately poor. Karlsen tries to show that a woman who was vulnerable was most likely to be accused of being a witch. Even women who had gained wealth because of the death of a husband were prime candidates.

John Demos’s nine point portrait of a witch is one way to analysis the case of Rebecca Nurse. To do so, one must first evaluate and understand the history of Rebecca Nurse and her role in the Salem in the late 1600’s. Rebecca Nurse was the wife of Francis Nurse, a farmer who became wealthy after buying and tending a large plot of land between Salem Village and Salem Town. Together they had eight children, and as a family they were prosperous. Connecting this information to Demos’s portrait of a witch, Rebecca Nurse falls under the first four points made in his sketch. These first two points are that she was “female” and that she was of “middle age”. However, the latter point is slightly inaccurate because Nurse was older than sixty years. The final two points that Rebecca Nurse falls under in Demos’s portrait of a witch are that she was of “English” and “Puritan” descent and culture, and that she was “married”, with little or no children. Again, the latter point is not fully accurate because Rebecca Nurse, while married, had, in fact, eight children in her lifetime. The significance of these traits of Rebecca Nurse agree, for the most part, with the

Just as they were making their way toward the shack out comes the witch. They carefully make their way up to her and not taking their eyes off of her. Not only was she a witch but a beautiful one, like no one they had ever seen. She

Imagine this: You live in Salem Village, and you’re the perfect example of a good Puritan. You go to church every Sunday, read the bible daily, and you’re kind to everyone. All of a sudden, your life is ripped apart when you’re accused of witchcraft by a girl who you’ve known since she was little. This was exactly how it went for some, including Rebecca Nurse, a kind and loving grandmother who never should have been accused. The Salem Witch Trials were times of woe and despair, with many accused but all being innocent.

“Well, I’m not sure. You’ll have to see. You will have to tell your son and grandsons the story so they know about the curse.” I said.

She said “The witch was no longer a witch but a broken down old lady who had dared to create beauty in the midst of ugliness and sterility.” The new adult views that she has help her have compassion for the old lady, because she now sees that her town is a dirty, terrible

Goody Nurse was a respected, kind, and charitable woman. When she was accused of witchery by Mrs. Ann Putnam, many citizens of Salem, Massachusetts were skeptical because Rebecca Nurse was a virtuous person. They questioned whether Goody Putnam was telling the truth or acting out of jealousy. Regardless of many people’s doubts, Rebecca Nurse was charged with partaking in witchery and taken into custody. Unless Goody Nurse confessed, she would be hung for her crimes. Even though her life was act risk, Rebecca Nurse refused to confess. When pressured to admit to her supposed crimes, she said “Why, it is a lie, it is a lie; how may I damn myself? I cannot, I cannot.” (Miller *). Rebecca Nurse would not curse her name even if it meant losing her life. She still had hope that the court would come to its senses and realize that the accusations made against her were false. Goody Nurse would not lie about her innocence to save herself. Sadly, her persistency to keep her good name did ultimately lead to her death. However, Rebecca Nurse’s death along with other respected people in the town put an end to the witch trials. Many Americans strive to have the determination that can be found in the character of Rebecca

The chapters I have read for this week’s meeting deal with the rising action of the story. The characters begin the accusations of witchcraft, and innocent people are sent to jail. Susanna’s brother is prediction to arrive home soon, and Susanna’s mother is arrested for witchcraft. A little girl called Betty Parris falls ill; she cries in her sleep, will not eat, screams at her parents, and she see’s objects fly around her room. Betty blames Tituba, she says that Tituba is trying to poison her.

“Your wish has been granted.” She vanished. The next morning, I woke in a grand manor, with money aplenty. I splurged in my new abundance, and had already forgotten the favor that was to be asked of me. On the third year, at the cusp of dawn, the little girl appeared to me again. “Fulfill your favor.” She murmured. "Kill the one whose heart is the most selfish, or you will have nothing, once again." Instantly, I knew she was referring to Elizabeth, the one who cost me my old job all for less competition. Who else could have a more selfish heart than her pitiful being? The witch further continues her explanation. "Next, follow the north star, and find what land it radiates its light. Bury the heart." "That's all?" "Yes.” The little girl glares, looking at me like I’m a test subject she would like to inspect. “I will sacrifice a life. It’s in my best interest, is it not?” I asked agreeing to her deal. “Perhaps. I will see you soon.” Just as suddenly as she came, she vanished, and I was off. I quickly put on a pair of leather boots, snatched a dagger from the games room, and emptied a bag of potatoes for a bag. I ran out of my manor, and made my way downtown, using memory to scout out the manor I’d worked in so many years ago. Once I found it, I snuck to the back of the manor and found the door that was always unlocked, for the servants to have quick access to the outhouse. When inside, I crept towards the servants’ quarters and

When the play first begins, Parris fears that Abigail, his niece, is convicted of being a witch because of her horrific actions. Abagail was dancing and conjuring spirits in the woods with Parris’s daughter. The witchcraft that associated with his daughter’s coma; which caused much chaos and Parris to lose his power as a Reverend in Salem. Parris feels that power and reputation is the most important thing to him; as a Reverend and as a townsperson in Salem. For example on Parris shouts, “I want a mark of confidence, is all! I am your third preacher in seven years. I do not wish to be put out like the cat whenever some majority feels the whim. You people seem not to comprehend that a minister is the lord’s man in the parish; a minister is not to be so lightly crossed and contradicted.” (Miller

*disclaimer: bare with me... the next 5 chapters are crap because i wrote them over a year ago...chapter 19 will be the start of some great shit*

My apologies, when I spoke you last week I was under the impression that when you went over there you cleaned up what was left over. I misunderstood, I thought when you mentioned brining over the trash can and taking care of what was left, that you had. I would have gone right over if I would have known. I always go and clean that room up or even stay late if there is a night event to make sure that this room is back to normal.

Act Three has ended and Elizabeth has been imprisoned for witchcraft soon after the hysteria began. The frigid, unilluminated cell, with its harsh stone-walls surrounds Elizabeth, alongside her depressive, lonely thoughts. The only light permitted to enter the claustrophobic room bleeds in through the cracks around the perimeter of the wooden, bolted doorframe. Elizabeth sits hunched over in the farthest corner from the door. Dust covers the useless, ragged blanket that is the only possession she has been allowed to have. Her eyes are dim and hopeless. She reflects solemnly on her situation and how she came to be here.

Their telling of Hansel and Gretel’s heroic triumph exposed the witch to be a feeble old woman. No longer were the elderly women in the village diabolically terrifying. The dark forest and it’s mysteries were celebrated, instead of feared gathering place for witches Sabbaths. The tale of the gingerbread house with it’s cannibal witch became a moral teaching for disobedient children. This evolution of the witch carries on into modern times. Children around the world are read the story of Hansel and Gretel. Their triumph as caused the witch to be likened to the monster underneath the bed. Nothing to be scared of and certainly nothing to panic over. As Roper commented, “No longer the death dealing harpy, the old woman was cut down to size, reduced to a bogey to frighten children” (Roper

I'm not going to lie, at first I thought "OMG what have I got myself into?". But after freaking out and hyperventilating, I calmed myself and regrouped. I then realized that it wasn't as bad as I thought thirty minutes prior. Since I have never used any statistical data program before, everything looked "greek" to me. What really helped me was reading the chapters in the book to become more familiar with all this new information. I don't know which program I like the best yet because I have not worked enough with each of them. I am sure that by the time that this class is over I will be able to decide which one works best for me, or at least I hope