Ana+Rose

This is Ana Rose's Page! YAY!!!


 Dear Diary,  Since this is my first entry ever, I will start by introducing myself. My name is Clara; I am a 27 year old habitant living with my husband and three kids on our (about 34 hectare) farm lot on our seigneurity. We share our seigneurity with the seigneur and many other families of New France. It’s a hard life, but I’m not one to complain, since it could be a lot worse.   Today I woke up, awake and ready for another almost typical day. Today was tax day. This is the day when my husband and I must pay up for our right to live on our seigneurity. We had to pay the cens to the seigneur and the rente too. Also, we had to give one fourteenth of our grain grown and one tenth of our fish caught this year to the seigneur. Beforehand, though, I had gotten up and threw on my large smock (made by myself, of course) and went to the kitchen to make our breakfast, all out of food my husband and I had grown on our farmland, it was a pretty good breakfast, for a Habitant.   Next I changed into my home-made hooded cloak; these cloaks had to be worn by all women when they are going outside. Then my husband and I ventured out to find the seigneur in order to pay our taxes/rents. Next it was time for us to get the children and go to the celebration on one of the other habitant’s birthdays. We danced and celebrated for a few hours until it was time to go back to work. I went back indoors to make our pea soup for lunch, while my husband worked on the fields, planting and harvesting our crops.   After lunch, we worked, as the children either helped their father in the fields or played amongst themselves, until nightfall when I made tourtiere for the whole family and we put the children to bed.   My husband and I then discussed any repairs needed for our lovely home.  Our house is a cute, little farm house than my husband built himself. He chopped down trees to clear space, went to the mill, and cut the trees into the right size needed for our house. He built it very well, so I disagreed with him when he suggested repairs. I liked our house with its few glitches, our wooden furniture, also made by him, our stone fireplace, and our collection of wooden cutlery, plates and bowls, it all fit. But, he said he needed to change it in order to fix it, so I’ve gone to bed in a sad mood. Hopefully I will feel better tomorrow.   Sincerely,  <span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 146%;"> Clara Bousquet.

<span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif; font-size: 140%;"> Dear Diary, Today was an eventful day. It was the day when my husband decided that he was going to start our house’s repairs, so I decided to make a run for the groceries in order to get out of his way. Once at the market, I ran into my neighbour Elaine Olivier and she was talking to a sweet lady named Helen. The three of us chatted for awhile and I learned many new things about the two. Elaine and I, since we are both habitants, share very similar lives, living in our small wooden houses on our farming fields with our husbands and children, whereas,Helen had a much more interesting and unique story. She is a Fille de Rois, chosen by the king, to come overseas to New France in order to increase the population. She just found a wonderful husband and they are planning on settling down and living a life much like mine and Elaine’s as soon as they are wed. They will live on a farmland in a wooden house, much like mine that is in the midst of being repaired right now. That was the thought that reminded me that I must be home to my husband and kids to make their supper, so I said goodbye to my friends, promising we’ll chat again soon, and continued on my way back home.

Once I was home I fixed a lunch of delicious and fresh tourtiere for the whole family and we carried on in our day of work. I washed and put away the dishes as the children helped my husband to repair a broken board in the ceiling. It was a typical family scene, and it was heart-warming. I am glad to have such a loving family!

Sincerely, Clara Bousquet

**__<span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 170%; text-align: center;">Bibliography __**


 * <span style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">Kirbyson, Ronald C. __In Search Of Canada__. Ontario: Prentice-Hall, 1977.
 * <span style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">Moore, Christopher. __Mathurin Brochu Of New France__. Canada: Grolier Limited, 1988.
 * <span style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">Neering, Rosemary. __Life In New France__. Canada: Grolier Limited, 1980.
 * <span style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">Baldwin, Douglas. __New France and the Fur Trade__. Danbury: Weigl Educational Assoc, 2003.
 * <span style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: 150%;">Lunn, Janet. __The Story Of Canada__. Key Porter Books, 2000.