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Trail of Tears: Fictional Journal Entry

A writer for ten years with. a severe case of wanderlust. She spends most her time with her head in the clouds.

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This is a fictional Journal entry of an American Indian. People from Europe

immigrated to America and with intentions of annexation and colonialism. This led

to the annihilation of around 90% of the American Indian People. The people that

were still alive after disease, famine, and war then had to suffer through expulsion;

this was even true for the ones who participated in assimilation.




February 1, 1838


I slept fitfully last night; I was chilled to the bone and wondered if this would be my

last night on earth. I was one of the lucky ones; I slept in the wagon. Many of the

people in my tribe were forced to sleep on the ground on a blanket of snow and ice.

Many of the elders did not wake up this morning. We took the time as we do every

morning, to bury our fallen comrades, before continuing onward down this trail of

tears.



This land once ours alone has become our enemy. Our elders had passed down

stories of life in the 1400s before the one they call Christopher Columbus came

and tore our lives apart. We lived in peace and harmony and even welcomed these

strangers, as is our custom. They treated us as brothers to gain our trust. They

wanted us to convert to their ways, but so many of us did not understand the words

they were saying. They brought their diseases, in which we had never before

suffered, and we died by the hundreds. When we did not convert in a timely

manner they waged wars.



Now 300 years later they have decided we are not worthy to live among them.

Their President Andrew Jackson stated "My friends' circumstances render it

impossible that you can flourish in the midst of a civilized community. You have but

one remedy within your reach, and that is to remove to the west. And the sooner

you do this, the sooner you will commence your career of improvement and

prosperity."



Why don’t they realize that we are more civilized than them? We never asked them

to change their ways, we accepted them for who they were, and they massacred

us for trying to stay true to ourselves. We are currently on our way to a camp along

the Oregon Trail our brothers are coming from all over the country; they will arrive

from present-day Virginia, West Virginia, Kentucky, Tennessee, western North

Carolina, and South Carolina, northern Georgia, and northeastern Alabama

(Cherokees of California, 1992 para .10). We are unsure of the state the people's

mind will be in, who arrived before us. We may fight, but we will persevere as one.

I am so cold, and I hurt from all of the death around me. This land once flourished

we lived off the land and took no more than we needed. These intruders have

come and are killing the earth.



Who are they to make us worship there god, to no avail? Those of us who did not

fight and die, have turned our back on life as we know it, only to be persecuted in

the end. Has this happened because we turned our back on our gods? Do they feel

resentment towards us, and now feel the need to cause bitterness and pain? We

do not understand the ways of these outsiders. Why do they not try to teach us

their ways? They insist that we are barbaric but, all we are guilty of is offering our

friendship.

Our nation once full of beauty has been tarnished by the white man, who destroys

more than he could use. They bring our vegetation to their world and leave their

swine to destroy our farms. They do not see us as equals; I do not see us as

equals either. I see hate bred from entitlement, and I would rather die fighting than

become part of a society that is driven by material things. We were blessed with

paradise but, now we are destined to live a life of oppression in these so-called

reservations.


My mother is Ill and will not make it through another cold night; we are far away

from where we are going. Pain and suffering are all I see when my people try to

fight against the white man. They point their bayonets at us, and we do not have

the tools to compare. We must do as we are told. I am so tired and so cold; maybe

our Gods will shine on us in the future, right now we are in a bad place with no

chance of coming out on top. And they believe that Christopher Columbus is a

hero. He will probably go down in history for the annihilation of our people, but we

know as we walk down this trail of tears that he is nothing more than a murderer of

innocence.

Questions & Answers

Question: Where did you get this information about the colonization of Native Americans?

Answer: I used the online library database at the university, I was attending. I used only peer-reviewed articles. I believe the search engine was Prohost or Quest. It was a while ago and I don't remember. The article is fiction, but it is most certainly based on Facts.

© 2011 Lisa Chronister

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Joanne Kathleen Farrell from Rensselaer NY on August 09, 2011:

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