Native American Diary Entry
Today is Thursday December 16, 1773. The air seems to have a cold crisp to it, and the wind sending chills down your spine. Winter here in Boston was always cold, but the worst part of this winter was that parliament had just appealed all other taxes on us colonists, except for the tea. This past year has been miserable, taxes on tea, clothing, textiles, and food, this has resulted the patriots resenting England’s parliament and the once cherished King. The stress of paying for these overly priced goods are driving myself insane. I know now it is cheaper but there is absolutely no need to have a tax on tea, it just seems unreasonable. Smugglers are getting mad too, they cannot even make a small profit since the government is undermining them
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I quickly ran home in excitement of what was yet to happen. We planned to dress up as Mohawk Indians. We knew that we could be recognized as non-Indians but it was our way to express that us colonists were no longer to be considered British subjects. Now was our time to become independent form the once loved county England. I grabbed my wool blanket, and smeared soot over my face and body. On my way out, I grabbed my hatchet to be prepared to release the tea into the harbor.
Once we got the signal, we headed to Griffin’s Wharf, which was known for its bustling center for maritime commerce and shipping. Nevertheless, for tonight it was for revenge! When I approached the streets, I stumbled into a crowd of people dressed just like me. The air became colder as it was late, around nine o’clock. However, with adrenaline pumping through our veins, no one hardly noticed the cold bitterness outside. The wharf was near in sight, we sprinted to our destination. Hundreds of us swarmed to the harbor. It was getting dark and excitement grew over our anger. We snatched our rowboats and paddled quickly into the harbor going to the Dartmouth first, then to Beaver and Eleanor. These ships that carry the damn tea that they keep taxing us! As I enter the ship, my fellow patriots are going batty, we run around grabbing all the barrels of tea and throwing them …show more content…
A constable comes up, and says, “It’s a fine night for trouble. What you have back there, I think I will have myself a look.”
Not even giving the driver a change to explain, come up with a lie, he starts to walk around. We get quite real fast scrunching down staying as still as a rock, in fear that he might recognize us from the smell of soot. Lucky for us the constable turns around not even checking under the sheet to see us five men hiding. He tells us to hurry saying that “Be careful out here tonight, the Harbor has been shut down and under watch due to outrage of some colonists tonight.
A sigh of relief came over us when we were back on the road again. Few minutes pass and I and the others make it back safely. I go wash myself to remove any evidence that I was there.
That night I reminisce of the destruction we have done and what was yet to come. A month has passed, and news had reached London. They shut down the entire harbor until all the tea was paid. They implemented this under the intolerable acts. I will always remember the excitement and joy it brought us fellow men to destroy those chests, but I shall never speak of it in fear of the police coming for
I quickly ran home in excitement of what was yet to happen. We planned to dress up as Mohawk Indians. We knew that we could be recognized as non-Indians but it was our way to express that us colonists were no longer to be considered British subjects. Now was our time to become independent form the once loved county England. I grabbed my wool blanket, and smeared soot over my face and body. On my way out, I grabbed my hatchet to be prepared to release the tea into the harbor.
Once we got the signal, we headed to Griffin’s Wharf, which was known for its bustling center for maritime commerce and shipping. Nevertheless, for tonight it was for revenge! When I approached the streets, I stumbled into a crowd of people dressed just like me. The air became colder as it was late, around nine o’clock. However, with adrenaline pumping through our veins, no one hardly noticed the cold bitterness outside. The wharf was near in sight, we sprinted to our destination. Hundreds of us swarmed to the harbor. It was getting dark and excitement grew over our anger. We snatched our rowboats and paddled quickly into the harbor going to the Dartmouth first, then to Beaver and Eleanor. These ships that carry the damn tea that they keep taxing us! As I enter the ship, my fellow patriots are going batty, we run around grabbing all the barrels of tea and throwing them …show more content…
A constable comes up, and says, “It’s a fine night for trouble. What you have back there, I think I will have myself a look.”
Not even giving the driver a change to explain, come up with a lie, he starts to walk around. We get quite real fast scrunching down staying as still as a rock, in fear that he might recognize us from the smell of soot. Lucky for us the constable turns around not even checking under the sheet to see us five men hiding. He tells us to hurry saying that “Be careful out here tonight, the Harbor has been shut down and under watch due to outrage of some colonists tonight.
A sigh of relief came over us when we were back on the road again. Few minutes pass and I and the others make it back safely. I go wash myself to remove any evidence that I was there.
That night I reminisce of the destruction we have done and what was yet to come. A month has passed, and news had reached London. They shut down the entire harbor until all the tea was paid. They implemented this under the intolerable acts. I will always remember the excitement and joy it brought us fellow men to destroy those chests, but I shall never speak of it in fear of the police coming for