Sam

__ Diary of Marie Clouso #1 __ __ December 6th,1656 __ Dear Diary, I was brought to New France of men in need of a wife. They were looking for a beautiful, hardworking woman; and that is exactly what my beloved husband found, Jacque. I am exactly what he was looking for. For the first year we planned on living in a makeshift cabin, but, unfortunately, because of Jacque’s work, it seems like he is never even around because of his work. Since he is always away, he needed a stay at home wife who could cook. I had to spend much of my time making homespun dresses made of linen and hemp. Wool would be obviously the best material; but it is so hard to find and it is very heavy. There wasn’t much to eat at my knew home, we caught fish for the time being, and that is practically all we ate. There were only a few chairs, a table and a kitchen. It is hard to adjust; just thinking of marrying a complete stranger, but it had to be done, besides, he seemed like a good, hardworking person just like myself. I went from wearing blue dresses in the orphanage, to making my own clothing. But at least I have other things that I can do other then work like going to church or socializing. Jacque talked about going on a sleigh ride with me, I have always wanted to, but he also mentioned that he wanted kids. I guess that is one of my duties coming to New France. I wanted to have kids eventually though, just not yet. But I look forward to setting up the dinner table with the family, and even sharing stories. New France is so much quieter then Paris, it is a really big change for me. Maybe if I get some sleep, everything will be better.

__ Diary of Marie Clouso #2  __ __ December 7th, 1656 __ Dear diary, Being home alone is kind of hard, since Jacque is off at work; I already miss his worm touch on my skin. He is so perfect, that sometimes I think he is with another women, it scares me. But I don’t think he’d ever do something like that to me, I mean, why would he? If it would be anyone he is sleeping with who isn’t me, it is __ Ms. Talktumuch __. I never trusted her, it was something about her; she seemed like one of those people who want everything in life and will do anything to get it. It is hard enough staying in this cold cabin, but by myself, that doesn’t seem very ideal for me. At least if we had kids at the time, I wouldn’t feel so alone. But the sleep last night helped me get over this drastic change. Even after one day, I am tired of this hard work, I can’t take it anymore. I have so many responsibilities even without children, and the stress of my husband gone away more then he is with me! Who knows what he is up to... I just hope he isn’t doing anything with that horrible __ Ms. Talktumuch. __