The Journal of James Lewis: Living Through the American Revolution

1. The Journal of James Lewis: Living Through
the American Revolution
By Emerson 8-7

2. The Stamp Act
22 March 1765
Official stamp under the Stamp Act

3. The French and Indian War (1754-1763)

4. 28 March 1765
I vaguely remember the French and Indian War. It seems like it was forever ago, but it has only been four years. I was only a wee
little thing at the time. Father said that the war was a very expensive war. “The war was very costly for the British,” he said. “This is
why they have been taxing us so much. The Crown must refill its coffers.” The British Parliament continues taxing us, and they will
not stop! First they enacted the Sugar Act, which forced the British and us colonists to pay taxes on sugar and alcohol, and now
Parliament has started taxing us on stamps, as well! No one here likes these taxes.
Mother and Father really detest these taxes and had even refused to buy sugar for a short time. For a while, Mother was as mad
as a hatter, incessantly wondering whether we should continue to buy sugar, or stop buying it altogether in hopes that the taxes
would end. Finally, she gave in. Now we buy sugar from the market only once in a while. We used to drink warm, sweet tea
everyday at luncheon, but now we hardly ever have sweet tea. Just thinking of the sweetness makes my mouth water. Since I was
a little boy, I’ve always put too many sugar cubes into my tea, but Mother doesn’t allow this anymore. Well...she did make an
exception on my birthday. She even bought some sweet biscuits! However, this happened two months ago! Now my tea tastes
bitter.
Now Parliament has gone too far! Not only have they taxed our sugar, now they have started taxing us on stamps! We must use
them all of the time! Every single piece of paper must be stamped to make it legal! Then we must pay the stamp collectors for
stamping our documents! I hate those stamp collectors! A few days ago, my friend threw rocks at a stamp collector’s house!
Everyone is outraged, the British and we colonists, alike. This is ridiculous! Since the Stamp Act was enacted, Mother has been
complaining even more. “Why must we be the ones who are taxed?” She moans, “What are they going to do next, tax us on tea,
too?” I don’t know why Parliament is taxing us. We colonists can run our own place. We don’t need any British coming here to tax
us! Why can’t Parliament force only the rich men with their white wigs to pay the taxes? They only tax the women, children, slaves
and servants back in Britain, the ones who can least afford to pay the taxes. Does Parliament think that we are just as menial as
slaves and servants?! I don’t see why we should be taxed. Father mentioned something about “taxation without representation.” I
don’t really understand what it is, but he told me that if we had a colonist representative in Parliament, we wouldn’t have to pay the
taxes on sugar or stamps any longer. King George III is an awful king. I hope that someday he’ll end these taxes. Why doesn’t he
allow a colonist representative into Parliament? Maybe he’ll change his mind. We should have a voice! I say no more taxes and no
more Stamp Act!
I will no longer drink bitter tea.

5. The Boston Tea Party
16 December 1773
The Boston Tea Party (1773)

6. The Boston Massacre (1770)

7. 16 December 1773
I felt sick as we wasted the precious tea, but I continued smashing the crates open and dumping them into Boston Harbor. As I thought of
the men who died at the Boston Massacre, I knew that I had avenged them.
Mother was quite the happy bunny for a short while when Parliament repealed the Stamp Act. Finally, they stopped collecting some of the
taxes! This merriment, however, was only temporary. Of course, I should have seen this coming. Parliament granted a monopoly on tea to
the British East India Company and said that we colonists could only buy tea from them. Then, the blockheads taxed the tea. They call this
the Tea Act. Now, Mother, Father, and I refuse to drink tea. To be honest, I’ve been having tea cravings lately, but I must stay strong and
always be a patriot.
Six years ago, King George III promised that he would end the taxes, and being the great king that he is, he didn’t keep his promise.
Instead, Parliament enacted the Townshend Acts, which levy taxes on paper, glass, paint and tea. Mother was right eight years ago:
Parliament is now taxing us on tea! King George promised to give his people peace, prosperity and wealth, yet his people are becoming
poorer and poorer. The Tyrant Across the Sea lives oceans away, and he is taxing us? We colonists have had enough!
I remember standing in the crowd, holding a snowball of my own. Some men had bits of oyster shell inside of their snowballs. Tossing the
snowball in my hand, I wondered whether I should hit one of the Red Coats. I eyed the small group of British soldiers. A soldier glared at
me, his hand on the trigger. Another man threw a snowball at Red Coats. No gunfire. Finally, I drew back my arm and let my snowball fly.
Bang! The deafening shot exploded and my body froze. Had I been shot? Was I about to die? Bullets ricocheted all around, bouncing off
of buildings and shattering windows. I sprinted down the road, wondering if the deaths to come would be my fault.
The Red Coats had killed our people and I was responsible for the lives that were taken at the Boston Massacre. It seems like it happened
so long ago. I woke up early this morning, knowing this would be the day that I finally avenged those men, and I was excited. A group of
around 200 patriots went over our plans for the evening at Boston Harbor. Some of us colonists were dressed as Indians. I was one of
them. Smeared across my cheeks were streaks of Indian war paint. In the evening, we headed to Griffin’s Wharf. Quietly, we snuck onto
the East India Tea Company ships. Using our tomahawks, we slashed open the wooden tea crates. The tealeaves drowned and bled in
the Boston Harbor, dying the water a dark brown. The aroma of tea filled the air, making my stomach grumble. Ckk! The smashing of tea
crates rang in my ears. As I listened to the boxes splashing in the water, a smile of satisfaction crept onto my face.
What a fun tea party!

8. The Treaty of Paris
3 September 1783
The Treaty of Paris (1783)

9. Signing of the Declaration of Independence (4 July 1776)

10. 3 September 1783
Finally, we are free! We are no longer part of Britain! We are our own nation, the United States of America!
The day the Declaration of Independence was signed was perfect. Fluffy clouds floated lazily on a bed of clear blue sky as the sun smiled
brightly from above. “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal...” These words still ring in my ears. Under our
new government, the Colonies would be better than ever before. We would no longer be forced to live under the absolute tyranny of King
George III!
Should I join the Continental Army? This question had bothered me for months. While I knew I had to serve my country and that we could
no longer live under the evil King’s harsh rule, my beautiful wife, Eliza, hated the thought of my joining the Continental Army. “My love,” she
said, “plenty of other men can fight for the colonists. You must stay! You have a family! Callum and Little Jane need their father. What about
your own mother and father? I won’t allow it.” Bursting into tears, she locked herself in our bedroom. I attempted to reassure her, but she
wouldn’t listen. “Independence won’t matter if you are dead,” she screamed. “I’ll hate you if you leave us!” With that, I realized I couldn’t
abandon my family. Another thought, however, also occurred to me; I love my family, but I also love my country. I was in a dilemma.
Knowing what she would say, I went to see Mother. When I told her that I wanted to join George Washington’s army, she looked as if she
would kill me herself. I already knew she wouldn’t want me to leave; I was her only child. I couldn’t leave, yet I knew I had to. Our
independence mattered that much.
I now know that war is not glorious. Dead bodies were strewn everywhere. Screams and explosions filled the air. Glazed eyes stared at me
and dark crimson gashes wafted odors of blood. Thoughts of my family kept me going. Dying on this battlefield will not bring my family
honor, I thought, I must return home. I had to live through the battle, no matter what.
It’s been two years since the Battle of Yorktown and the war is finally over! Representatives of King George III and our representatives,
Benjamin Franklin, John Adams, Thomas Jefferson, Henry Laurens and John Jay, signed the Treaty of Paris today. The British have
officially recognized our nation’s independence and we are known to the world as the United States of America! Things are so much better
now that the Treaty of Paris was signed. Our fishermen have the right to fish the Grand Banks off the coast of Newfoundland and other
fisheries in Canadian waters. The British have given us territory between the Allegheny Mountains and the Mississippi River, which has
doubled the size of our nation. We have agreed to end the persecution of Loyalists, the colonists who didn’t want independence, and to
restore their property confiscated during the war. Creditors from both countries can recover debts owed to them. Everyone is happy!
War was far worse than I ever imagined; however, all the pain, suffering, and lost time were worth it. I am glad I fought for the independence
of this wonderful nation. Even drinking bitter tea was worth it. I have a long life ahead to live in peace and freedom with my wife and children
drinking sweet tea everyday.
We are no longer the colonists; we are the Americans!

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