Bump as we flew over the rocks in
the noisy, moldy wagon. We went a little faster after a while as we started
heading east. We had to leave because our home had been turned into a battlefield.
I had blisters all over my feet from the slivers on the bottom of the wagon.
It hurt as a blister popped. As my elbow scratched against the side of the wagon,
I scratched some skin off my elbow. As my mom glanced over at my elbow she asked
what happened and I said that I scratched skin off on the side of the wagon.
I now have a headache and Tanner, my one-year-old brother is crying because
he is getting wet because we are going through a river and the horses are getting
wet as well. You can feel fish swim past your arm. The wagon is bouncing up
and down in the water. My dad is scared that we will drown. I was scared too.
I was only 8 then.
Before the sun was rising on a hot
August Sunday we got the wagon ready for a trip we would never forget. Papa
settled the horses and Mama packed the bags. We all loaded up in the small little
wagon. I was so squished between my older brother and younger sister that I
could hardly breathe. I was so hot and sweaty because the sun was shinning on
my face. It smelt like wet damp wood from the shower last night. It was really
bumpy as we jiggled up and down because of all the dirt globs and rocks, it
gave us headaches. I was so achy and tired from the long hot ride. Days went
by so did nights, by the time we got there we wiggled to the grass and flumped
down. The breeze was blowing on my face it was nice to know that I was finally
The family had to move because the
war was coming. They did not want to move but they had to. They hooked up their
horses to the wagon and prepared to go. In the wagon they packed up the stove,
pots and pans, food, a rifle, clothes, pillows and quilts, a couple of axes
and their saw. They also brought along two extra horses to follow along behind
Once every thing was loaded the kids
climbed into the back and the parents climbed up to the front of the wagon.
They started to ride west. It was a very bumpy trip. It was uncomfortable and
hot. They all got headaches because of the hard ride. They all felt sick and
tired all the time. The smells that followed them were dusty smells. A stinky
smell from some dying animals sometimes came to their noses. After a rain it
would smell fresh. Sometimes there were nice smells from the flowers and trees. Along the way they would hear animals.
Sometimes they would hear a moose make a weird sound like a horse but louder.
They could hear the snakes in the grass. They would also hear the other horses
and the cows that other people had with them on their travels. It was a beautiful
trip. The rain and sun, the green grass, the open fields and finally the mountains.
Even if it was a hard journey it was a fun journey too.
We left our house to travel to a
different land, so we could live in peace. It was bumpy and uncomfortable. You
could see miles of grass. It smelled fresh in the meadows and the prairie. It
took a long time. We got stuck one or two times. We made camp near a river.
We had to go to bed early because tomorrow was going to be a long trip. That's
why it was hard to travel. The bumps on the trip would make your back ache.
It was hard for the horses. When we stopped by a town Mom and Dad went to trade
our horses for stronger horses. We wanted to go outside of the wagon and run
behind the wagon because it was hard being cramped up in a corner. We finally
arrived at a small prairie town. It was very quiet. We settled there. It was
wonderful to be home.
It was a long way across Canada
but we knew we wanted to move. My family and I loaded up the wagon. We put our
clothes, shoes, a big wash bin, quilts, pillows, a rifle, and all our cooking
stuff. We started off. We saw all kinds of animals, deer, bear, wild dogs, horses,
rabbits and lots of birds. It felt bumpy and uncomfortable. There was a smell
that smelled like dead chicken at times. At other times it smelled fresh and
clean. We heard the sounds of the birds singing, wolf howling, horse clip clopping
along the ground. It was a great journey.
came from all over the world. They came to find a good place to live where there
was land, forest with lots of trees and a river close by. They would travel
for sometimes months, weeks and days. They would find a horse and a wagon to
take them on this journey. It would be a very bumpy, uncomfortable trip which
would feel unstable. It would be squishy but faster than walking. The trip would
be boring because you would just sit in a wagon for a long time with nothing
to do and no room to do it in. You would smell the horses, wet or dry, clean
or unclean. Depending on where you were at in the country smells would be different.
If it was rainy you would smell mud. If it was dry you would smell dust. You
would hear the wind and sometimes you might hear voices of other settlers traveling.
Most of the time it would be very quiet. At the first it would be exciting but
it sure would not take long to become boring. When you finally arrived you would
have cramps and feel sick for a while until you got used to walking on the ground