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Jacque’s Journal: Meaningful Moments that removed Monarchy

Wednesday, May 15, 13

March 23rd 1789 – Last loaf of bread

Famine and High taxes of the third estateMonarchy,  isn’t  it  horrid?  Ruining  the  lives  of  us  third  estate  peasants  in  the  city  of  Versailles.  Our  country,  France,  has  been  ruled  over  a  new  leader  under  the  name  of  King  Louis  XVI.  He  looked  quite  young  and  lively  if  you  ask  me,  sitting  upon  the  throne  at  a  young  age  of  twenty.  I  thought  he  would  be  trustworthy,  for  he  looked  like  a  king  that  would  make  a  huge  difference  in  our  country  and  inGluence  us  positively.  Little  did  I  know  how  his  leadership  was  far  from  what  I  expected.  He  brought  back  feudalism.  The  clergy  and  the  noble  men  part  of  the  First  and  Second  estate  did  not  need  to  pay  taxes,  while  us  normal  citizens  who  suffer  from  poverty,  need  to  pay  all  the  money.  It  is  just  so  utterly  unfair!  We  already  live  an  environment  that  is  far  worse  than  theirs  and  we  still  need  to  do  all  the  tough  duties  as  well  as  pay  our  taxes,  which  in  this  state,  I  am  barely  able  to  afford.  Since  that  day,  famine  and  high  taxes  hit  the  city  of  Versailles.  Many  died  of  hunger  and  rioted  about  unaffordable  taxes.  It  makes  me  so  frustrated  to  think  about  it.  

Just  a  few  months  ago,  I  mourned  the  death  of  my  own  father,  who  passed  away  from  malnutrition.  The  high  taxes  had  not  only  made  us  struggle  to  pay  for  many  things  in  general,  it  struck  many  of  us  peasants.  It  came  to  the  point  where  we  did  not  have  enough  to  eat  a  fair  amount  of  food.  My  family  and  I  used  to  be  able  to  split  two  loafs  of  bread  amongst  each  other,  which  included  four  people.  However,  ever  since  the  change  in  monarchy,  we’ve  only  been  able  to  split  one.    My  dad  insisted  that  I  was  a  young  boy,  and  needed  my  nutrients.  He  sacriGiced  and  said  that  he  refused  to  watch  me  experience  famine.  That  day,  I  ate  the  bread  with  much  guilt  within  me,  and  that  was  the  last  day  I’d  ever  seen  my  father.  That  night  at  around  eleven  thirty,  he  passed  away  due  to  lack  of  food.  Times  have  not  gotten  any  better  ever  since.  My  family  and  I  have  far  from  enough  food  to  eat  on  a  daily  basis.  Food  market  prices  have  risen  drastically  and  it  seems  that  if  we  were  able  to  afford  just  one  loaf  of  bread,  it  would  be  considered  lucky.    Sadly,  there  isn’t  enough  bread  in  this  city  to  supply  all  of  us  third  estate  members,  especially  following  the  harsh  winters  that  have  passed  not  so  long  before.  But  of  course,  the  government  does  not  seem  to  care.

I  hate  our  king  for  what  he  has  done  to  us.    It  is  his  fault  that  my  father  had  to  make  sacriGices  all  for  the  sake  of  my  life.  It  is  his  fault  that  the  working  class  people  and  us  peasants  are  forced  to  pay  unreasonable  amounts.  Until  the  nobles  pay  the  prices  as  well,  my  anger  towards  them  will  continue  to  rise.

I  must  go  now,  but  I  just  wish  we  could  somehow  Gind  some  light  in  the  dark  lives  of  us  peasants.

Wednesday, May 15, 13

June 20 1789 – Vows that end

torture

The Tennis Court OathIt  has  been  a  while  since  I  have  updated  what  has  been  going  on  in  my  life,  but  since  the  last  time  I  have  written,  things  have  actually  improved  by  a  decent  amount.  It  turns  out  that  I  was  not  the  only  one  who  felt  hatred  towards  the  way  that  our  cruel  king,  Louis  XVI,  decided  to  rule  our  country.  Many  peasants  and  working  class  citizens  felt  the  same  way.  Even  some  nobles  and  bishops  seemed  to  agree  with  us!  Because  so  many  of  us  had  similar  thoughts  about  this  situation,  we  eventually  bonded  into  a  group,  naming  ourselves  the  “National  Assembly”.

Then  came  one  day  where  a  huge  difference  was  made  upon  us  third  estate  citizens.    It  was  the  day  that  changed  the  lives,  a  day  that  surely  could  not  be  forgotten  by  people  like  me.    It  started  the  same  as  any  other  day.  I  brought  all  the  things  I  needed  and  headed  out,  ready  to  meet  up  with  the  rest  of  the  National  Assembly.  However,  just  as  I  arrived,  I  realized  that  the  doors  of  the  chambers  were  locked  shut  with  soldiers  surrounding,  staring  down  at  me  with  their  narrowed  eyes  and  grasping  my  wrist  so  tightly  I  remember  it  tinting  white.  I  panicked  at  Girst,  thinking  I’d  be  attacked  by  these  soldiers,  or  even  killed.  We  were  sure  that  there  was  nothing  we  could  do,  but  proved  wrong  later  on.  Luckily,  we  discovered  another  area  that  would  qualify  for  us  to  have  our  meeting:  the  indoor  tennis  court  nearby.  

During  that  meeting,  we  vowed  to  each  other  that  we  would  never  separate  until  the  new  constitution  was  developed.  All  but  one  citizen  agreed  to  this  oath,  which  still,  made  me  question  many  things  about  him.  Doesn’t  he  want  our  voting  system  to  be  by  head,  and  not  estates?  Isn’t  he  sick  of  being  put  down  just  because  of  his  class?  The  thought  that  someone  would  refuse  this  oath  still  makes  me  wonder  if  he  was  honestly  a  part  of  us  in  the  Girst  place!  Oh  how  strange  for  someone  to  not  want  this  change.  But  yet,  perhaps  he  has  his  own  reasoning  for  this.  With  or  without  him,  the  institution  continues  for  the  sake  of  the  good.

Since  that  day,  we  met  at  the  tennis  court  each  time.  It  became  the  ofGicial  place  that  us,  as  a  group,  would  meet  up  until  changes  were  made.    

Tomorrow  I  must  be  up  early  for  another  meeting  at  the  tennis  court,  so  I  will  end  soon.  For  now,  I  am  just  hoping  that  our  secret  attack  towards  King  Louis  XVI  will  be  successful,  that  we  will  Ginally  say  farewell  to  the  feudal  system,  and  live  under  new  rules  that  will  beneGit  us.

Wednesday, May 15, 13

July 14th 1789- Fighting for Family

Storming of the BastilleAll  cheers  to  the  National  Assembly!  Our  rebellion  has  come  to  a  success,  and  we  have  Ginally  gotten  what  we  wished  for  since  a  long  time  back.  That  day,  we  marched  on  the  streets  of  Versailles  to  the  prison  called  Bastille,  which  as  I  was  told,  carried  all  the  gunpowder  that  we  needed.  We  marched  in  the  three  colors  that  clearly  represented  our  revolution,  red,  blue  and  white.  Even  the  minister  of  Louis  XVI,  Necker,  had  come  to  help  us.  More  citizens  from  the  noble  class  had  decided  to  join  our  side  over  the  kings,  and  I  felt  that  at  that  rate  we  could  do  it,  and  we  did.  Oh  I  am  so  proud  that  words  cannot  express  how  truly  happy  I  am  right  now.

It  started  with  us  Ginding  the  gunpowder  we  needed,  for  the  Bastille  was  the  only  place  that  would  store  such  a  thing.  Wearing  the  colors  that  symbolized  us  as  a  group,  we  headed  off  to  the  Bastille,  running  in  a  big  clumped  mess  led  by  Amaria  Cahila.  At  that  moment,  I  remember  thinking  about  my  father,  and  how  he  always  wanted  to  me  to  remain  strong  no  matter  what.  I  knew  I  was  a  part  of  this  Assembly  because  of  him,  because  I  wanted  to  give  back  to  him  after  all  he  had  done  to  me.  He  would  have  been  very  proud  to  know  that  there  has  been  a  change  in  the  economics  of  Versailles.  With  much  determination,  I  faltered  into  the  prison  doors,  charging  with  the  thousands  of  soldiers  from  our  estate  that  surrounded,  for  they  were  all  here  for  a  purpose:  to  make  a  change  on  our  countries  tyranny.  Finally  in  the  building,  I  seized  the  environment  around  me,  noticing  the  death  of  the  commander  and  the  eventual  freedom  of  each  of  the  innocent  prisoners  of  the  Bastille  as  well  as  some  criminals,  who  were  sent  their  mainly  because  they  disobeyed  our  king.  There  was  indeed  huge  chaos,  but  good  chaos  really.  We  were  doing  this  for  a  good  change  that  will  not  only  beneGit  us  but  some  of  the  other  estates  as  well.  Yes,  we  were  going  against  our  king,  but  if  felt  good  after  what  he  had  done  to  us  peasants  previously,  making  us  suffer  more  than  we  can  handle,  more  than  we  could  ever  handle.

Because  so  many  people  were  a  part  of  this  event,  King  Louis  XVI  eventually  backed  down,  allowing  us  as  the  National  Assembly  to  come  in  power  like  we  never  have  before.  The  voting  of  Versailles  was  now  under  the  control  of  us,  and  like  I  have  always  wanted,  we  now  vote  by  head,  and  not  by  estate.  

Honestly  I  am  so  happy  I  don’t  think  I’ll  be  able  to  sleep  tonight,  but  of  course,  I  need  to  get  my  rest.  If  only  father  were  here,  he  would  be  so  proud  to  hear  all  this  good  news.  

Wednesday, May 15, 13

October 16th 1793 – Farewell to

Kings and Queens

Death of King Louis XVI and Queen MarieThese  past  months  have  indeed  been  the  best  that  I  have  had  so  far.  The  king  and  queen  who  have  prevented  us  from  sharing  fair  equality  amongst  the  Girst  and  second  estate  are  Ginally  executed.  

Since  then,  us  as  the  National  Assembly  have  been  able  to  come  to  full  power.  For  now,  there  shall  be  no  more  monarchies  and  there  will  never  be  anymore.  King  Louis  was  deGinitely  a  horrible  and  irresponsible  ruler,  taking  advantages  of  being  a  part  of  the  highest  class,  and  giving  us  third  estate  members  who  already  had  less  than  we  could  survive  with,  absolutely  nothing.  He  has  then  left  our  country  France  in  order  to  let  the  old  establishment  start  over,  however,  failing.  What  an  absurd  fool!  He  didn't  even  make  the  fortress  of  Montmed  before  he  was  caught  trying  to  escape.  Our  hatred  towards  him  spread  even  further  knowing  that  he  would  come  up  with  such  an  idiotic  plan.

Near  the  morning  of  January  21st  this  year,  we  awaited  his  execution,  all  wearing  blank  expressions  whilst  the  guillotine  arrived,  but  secretly  feeling  excitement  for  what  was  about  to  happen.  It  did  change  all  that  had  happened  ever  since  his  death.  That  night,  a  guillotine  sheared  through  his  neck,  slicing  not  so  cleanly  but  enough  to  kill  him,  allowing  his  dark  red  blood  to  drip  and  spread  across  the  Gloor,  staining  the  knife  itself  in  a  shade  of  dark  scarlet.    Following  this  event  was  the  execution  of  his  despised  wife  under  the  name  of  Queen  Marie  Antoinette,  who  was  in  trial  for  about  four  months  before  she  was  Ginally  killed  off.

The  Queen  was  not  only  a  foreigner,  originating  from  the  country  of  Austria,  but  she  was  also  a  bad  inGluence  to  our  country,  and  betrayed  us  as  one  of  the  royal  family  members.  Because  of  her,  we  had  gone  through  much  war  against  Austria.  I  even  heard  a  rumor  that  one  of  her  relatives  of  some  sort  were  part  of  the  wars  that  we  had  fought  against  each  other.  She  however,  showed  no  reaction  towards  this,  and  is  just  a  material  needy  person  who  spends  all  her  money  on  well,  nothing  valuable  really,  if  you  ask  me.  Her  execution  was  today,  which  followed  shortly  after  the  Reign  of  Terror,  a  dark  time  for  us  French  citizens  where  many  were  killed.  The  guillotine  executed  King  Louis  and  Queen  Marie’s  children  however,  is  something  I  worry  slightly  about.  Maybe  they  will  be  killed  off  just  like  their  parents.  This  again,  was  a  good  time  for  us.

With  both  the  queen  and  king  out  of  our  way,  the  National  Assembly  have  now  come  to  full  power,  and  there  is  no  way  that  the  government  will  change  back  to  its  previous  form.  All  rise  towards  our  new  leader  part  of  the  assembly,  Robespierre,  and  lets  hope  he  will  make  a  difference  upon  Versailles.    

Wednesday, May 15, 13

July 28th 1794 – The tip of Terror

Death of Robespierre It  was  “off  with  the  head”  once  again  with  another  signiGicant  death;  however,  this  time  it  was  not  one  to  celebrate  for.  The  honored,  Robespierre,  who  had  once  come  to  great  power  after  the  death  of  Louis  XVI  and  his  wife,  Marie  Antoinette,  has  now  been  executed  as  well.

Since  the  death  of  our  previous  kings  and  queens,  the  National  Assembly,  soon  was  renamed  the  “National  Assembly  Constitution.”  Robespierre  was  part  of  the  Jacobins,  a  popular  political  club  who  constantly  went  against  their  rivals,  the  Girondists.  He  wad  actually  one  of  the  main  causes  of  what  happened  afterwards,  the  Reign  of  Terror.

.  I  remember  him  giving  strong  speeches  that  made  me  support  him  immediately,  saying  that  he  would  protect  the  revolution  even  if  it  meant  him  dying,  which  again,  tied  me  back  to  the  death  of  my  father,  and  how  he  had  sacriGiced  for  me.  Honestly,  Robespierre  did  remind  me  a  lot  of  my  father.  He  was  elected  as  an  estate  general,  and  he  did,  in  fact,  create  a  huge  inGluence  amongst  the  lives  of  many  in  the  city  of  Versailles  as  well  as  France  itself.  His  admired  self  did  not  last  too  long  though.

The  following  years  have  been  nothing  but  brutal,  bloody  deaths  one  after  another.  He  began  to  guillotine  anyone  who  had  us  citizens  wanted  no  more  of  this.  I  thought  Robespierre  would  have  made  a  change  about  this,  hearing  what  we  had  to  say  about  the  way.  My  close  friend  under  the  name  of  Jacque,  were  executed  because  he  made  a  slight  objection,  which  resulted  to  death  by  the  guillotine.  It  was  hard  to  watch  him  leave  me,  it  really  was.  Just  as  things  were  beginning  to  improve  and  I  was  Ginally  able  to  afford  at  least  one  meal  per  day,  another  person  who  was  important  to  my  life,  followed  by  my  beloved  father,  wad  killed.    I  started  to  lose  respect  for  Robespierre,  and  his  lack  of  willingness  to  listen  to  what  the  citizens  have  to  say.  I  was  told  that  he  t  sent  to  prison  for  this,  and  even  tried  to  commit  suicide  by  shooting  himself,  but  not  getting  much  out  of  it.  Instead,  he  broke  his  bottom  jaw.    That,  I  have  to  say,  was  quite  foolish  of  him  to  think  of,  but  I  guess  getting  put  into  jail  is  not  something  one  would  like  to  happen  to  them.  Robespierre  did  eventually  get  executed,  just  earlier  today.

It  was  just  like  what  happened  with  King  Louis  and  Queen  Marie  all  over  again.  His  head  came  off  rather  quickly,  and  before  I  knew  it,  he  was  dead.  His  death  was  somewhat  similar  to  the  ones  we’ve  seen  in  the  past,  however,  it  was  one  that  is  going  to  be  memorable.  Thinking  of  this,  I  still  remembered  the  Girst  time  I’d  heard  of  him,  and  thought  he  was  a  model  towards  us.  Even  though  he  isn’t  alive  anymore,  I  have  a  feeling  he  will  still  remain  within  me  despite  the  fact  that  he  had  changed  over  the  years.  Right  now,  the  thought  that  just  will  not  leave  my  head  is,  who  will  our  next  ruler  be,  and  how  will  he  affect  our  country  

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