SS+8E+Olivia

**WELCOME TO MY AWESOME WIKI PAGE!**
 * ~ Year ||~  ||~ Which area (N,S,E,W)? Size? (be specific) ||~   ||~ Name & how the territory was gained. ||~   ||~ Peaceful or Non-Peaceful ||

the French minister ($15 million) ||  || Peaceful || and non- peaceful || so an agreement were made and they divided the land. ||  || Peaceful || Mexico for $10 million ||=  || Peaceful ||
 * 1803 ||  || Mississippi River to the Rocky Mountains and from the Gulf of Mexico to the Canadian border. ||   || Louisiana Purchase; purchased from
 * 1818 ||  ||  Minnesota and North Dakota, small strip of land. ||   || Red River Basin; they signed an agreement with Great Brittan. ||   || P eaceful ||
 * 1819 ||  || Florida, South East. ||   || Florida; it was purchased by also fought for. ||   || Peaceful
 * 1845 ||  || Texas, Middle South ||   || Texas Annexation; war/fight with the mexicans in Texas. ||   || Non-peaceful ||
 * 1846 ||  || Land between the Pacific Ocean and the Rocky Mountains in the northwest. ||   || Oregon Country; British did not want war,
 * 1848 ||  ||   ||   || Mexican Cession: ||   ||   ||
 * = 1853 ||=  ||= Small strip of land in southern USA ||=   ||= Gadsden Purchase: Purchased from
 * My partner was Fredrikke **
 * My partner was Fredrikke **
 * My partner was Fredrikke **



__ Unit 2, Assignment 8 __ Forced migration/relocation is when you are forced to move to a new place and then settle and develop there. An example of this is when many Native Americans tribes, like the Choctaw were forced to move from the Americas when new explorers came, in around 1831. Assimilation is when you are forced to change your culture/your way to live, like religion, language and so on, in order to fit in and survive. An example of this is from 1790-1920, when the United States forced native Americans to change their culture into a culture more like European-American. Cultural genocide means to kill __masses__ of people because of their culture and to destroy a culture. One example of this is the massacre of the Sioux tribe by the American military, in 1890. Manifest destiny was a belief that American's spread through out the North American continent politically, economically and socially. An example of this is when the United States had a war with Mexico in the 1840s in order to expand slavery in Texas.

= __Your world assignment 2__ = __ 1. **Explain** one thing that you found most interesting or surprising while doing this project? __ When i first heard of this project i thought it would be really exiting, just because you got to do a lot of research on not only world events, but also ourselves. I really felt like a understood more about both me and the world events that i put on my timeline like for example the plane crash in World Trade Center, etc.

__ 2. **Explain** one thing you think you did well in this project? __ Well, i spent i a lot of time on both the chart and the timeline, but i guess i worked a bit harder with the timeline. I wanted it to be neat, but still creative and nice. For example, I took the world events that i found most interesting and drew little picture right next to it, so the people that are looking at my timeline easer can get an image of how the even was.

__ 3. __ __**Explain** one thing you think you need to improve if you were to do another project like this?__ My chart was very, very wrinkled when my project finally was finished, so next time i really need to be more careful with everything so it will look nice and neat. Maybe i actually should try to use the robber bands more and so on, because it will most probably help me to keep it less wrinkled.

__ 1. Name at least **two life skills** you think you practiced during this project. How did you practice these life skills during this project? Be specific. __ First of all, i really practised handeling time management. And since i'm pretty bad at handeling time management, i think it was a great thing to practise because it's something i really need to be good at in the future as well. I did get the project finished in time though, because i worked on it a bit everyday, so i guess i succeeded this time. Another thing i practiced was problem solving. I messed up both the chart and the timeline a couple of times and i did even have to start over at some point. I had to figure out ways to fix the problems i made, and by doing that, i practiced problem solving.

Today was a very unusual day with unexpected situations. As always, I started my day with a huge breakfast mother made for me. After that i went to heard the sheep like i do every day. But today was not like other days in my life so far, today did something very unexpected happen. While i was talking to my friend a cheetah suddenly came running from nowhere and attacked one of the sheep. At first, i got so scared and surprised that i didn't know what to do, because this never happened to me before. After a short while though, it hit me, I had to kill or at least chase the cheetah away before the sheep dies. And so I did. Sadly, i didn't kill the cheetah, and i didn't save the sheep either. Father got really mad at me when i told him about the accident, he told me that i could have been hurt and that i need to be more careful next time. Well, i guess he is right about that, because i dont want to end up having the same scars father has. Even though i can't get this out of my mind, i guess i learned a lot from it. I need to be more responsible and more careful, i need to be more like a man, Kunta Kinte. || Why can't Allah hear our prayers? Why?! We need his help more then anything right now. I dont think any of us can stand this for much longer. I'm lying down on some hard planks and i can barely move at all since my feet and hands are chained and there is not much space at all between me the people beside me. I get sick whenever i eat the white mens food, and im for sure not the only one being that. The smell of puke, poop and urine is so strong, it's buring the inside of your nose and throat when you try to breath. Sometimes they make us go up on top of the boat, but the only good thing about that is that you can breath normally and feel the heat of the sun. Besides that, they throw water at us, trying to make us clean, but for us its just more pain. It feels like your back is on fire whenever the unhealed scars from the whip touch the water. And like that wouldn't be bad enough, they force us to dance. I wouldn't call it dance though, because there is no joy or happiness, at all. The white men has clearly hearts of stone. Now, how are we supposed to win this fight without the help of Allah? Please, please, please try to hear our prayers, Kunta Kinte. || Captain Davies and I are finally one the huge ship on our way to Africa. The low deck of the ship is full with shackles for the black slaves and i just cant wait until we get there so we can treat the black slaves just the way they're born to be treated. I have a really good feeling about this, i think that this is going to be another successful journey for both me and Captain Davies. I have noticed that Captain Davies is a bit stressed and unsure in some situations since he is new to this, so it's good for him having me here, at least i have the experience. Anyway, we're expecting this journey to be about three months. It might seem like a long time, but im pretty sure im going to be busy counting shackles and other tools made for torturing black slaves. We brought it all from America, just for them. A little gift from us, Mr. Slater. || This trip is more exhausting and brutal then i thought it would be. Well, i know that you need to be strict in order for every thing to work, but i must admit that i feel a bit uncomfortable watching and listening to Mr. Slaters actions and ideas. I know i can trust Mr. Slater, but at some times i can't sand it anymore. I need to keep track and be responsible for so many things and even peoples lives are depending on my decisions. The pressure is not having a good affect on me either, i have to say. I drink and smoke more than usually, but i guess it's just a way for me to handle the stress. However, home is not too far away now. I think it's about two months until be get back to America, so that's good. Hopefully, most slaves will be alive by then (but you never know since the conditions they are living in are worse than you ever could imagine), and i can finally sell them and get back home to my family. I just want to get back and forget about all this. I don't want to be here, i just don't fit in. Mr. Slater do though, for sure, but i don't, and i don't ever think i will either, Capt. Davies ||
 * = **Who** ||= **Date** ||< **Diary Entry** ||
 * = Kunte Kinte ||= May 1763 ||< 1. Dear Diary,
 * = Kunte Kinte ||= Aug. 1765 ||< 2. ||
 * = Kunte Kinte ||= Dec. 1767 ||< 3.Dear Diary,
 * = Mr. Slater ||= Aug. 1767 ||< 4. Dear Diary,
 * = Capt. Davies ||= Dec. 1767 ||< 5. Dear Diary,
 * = **Sample** **(Kadi Touray)** ||= Aug. 1765 ||< My family and I are still on our way to Kerewan but I'm not sure how much farther we still have to go. Luckily, we accidentally met a local villager named Kunte Kinte who told me that it's one day to Kerewan. The interesting thing is how we met this young man. He knocked Fanta over and spilled our water and knocked over our millet as he was chasing a bird for his manhood training. He obviously needs to learn to run faster because I easily caught up to him and dragged him back to apologize to Fanta for knocking her over. After he clumsily put our stuff back, he bid us farewell and took off again after his bird. I did notice that Fanta gave our visitor a strange look. Perhaps she has been struck by the love arrow. If we do meet Kunte Kinte again, I will make sure he is the right man for my beloved daughter. ||