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A Day in the Life of an Acadian Woman

By audreyhepburn | Posted: 01 January 2010

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Today my husband and I got up with the sun.  He told me that he was going hunting for wild animals today as he had been having trouble fishing and had been coming home empty handed.  He did not dare kill any of our livestock until they bred again. 

	After I said my prayer for God to help us have an abundance of crops again, I went to wake the children.  I sent my 5 boys out to the fields to help our neighbours tend our shared plot, and I sent my 5 girls out to count the livestock to make sure none were taken last night.  I then started to bake bread to eat at our sunset meal.  When the girls came back in, we started to sew clothes out of the cloth my husband traded our extra oats for last season. 

 	We sewed until the sun was high in the sky, and then we prepared some carrots, tomatoes, and other vegetables from our garden.  I sent the girls to the fields to give the boys their meal, and I hope they shall be back soon.  We must finish sewing and repairing clothes before my husband gets back with the meat, so we can prepare it right away. 

	The sun has almost set, and my husband has been home for a great while now.  He had a successful day hunting- he came back with a moose leg and 2 rabbits.  We will have a rabbit stew tonight, when the sun has set, and dry the moose to endure the cold, dangerous months.  The boys will be back from the fields soon. 

	We have just eaten our sunset meal, and I am cleaning the kitchen with my 2 oldest girls. The younger ones have gone to their mats to sleep, and my eldest, who are helping me clean up, will be heading there once it is too dark to see.  My husband wishes me to write a letter to France for him.  I will write it by candlelight to have it ready as soon as the next ship comes.
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Comments 
audreyhepburn
01 January 2010
I write this for school.
Audrey
Benclarke
02 January 2010
btw, wats an acadian woman?
audreyhepburn
03 January 2010
The Acadians lived a long time ago... they lived in Nova Scotia area... we learned about them in history class... I think they were French
Audrey
taylorswift97
09 January 2010
Nice Audrey.
One question though - How did your husband bring the moose home by himself? lol.
I may post mine, but I'll need to revise a little I put in a few unrealistic things in mine.
 
TaylorSwift97
audreyhepburn
23 January 2010
Oh yeah... the husband has now brought home a moose leg. 
Audrey

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