Friday, November 2, 2012
Some Sources for Teaching about Sharecropping
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Two Veterans
While there were numerous veterans who returned to their northern farms and picked up their scythes, there were many other veterans who returned to very different fields--fields they didn't own and crops they couldn't sell. Natasha Trethewey responds to Homer's painting in a poem called Again, The Fields. The poem is a reminder that many African-American veterans returned from the Civil War only to become bound into the sharecropping system.
What images do they envision in the first stanza? Could they find a Civil War painting or photograph that might illustrate that bone-drag weariness of marching?
Show Homer's painting. Which stanzas describe Homer's painting? What is the mood of those stanzas?
What happens in the last stanza? Who is the poet describing? What is the mood of this stanza?
Monday, June 4, 2012
Raising an Army at Town Meeting
To use this with students begin by helping them transcribe and translate the record. This will require hints on handwriting and some vocabulary work. Students can then work through a series of scaffolded questions to find out how armies were raised during the Civil War. Take a trip to your town office and see what was happening in your town!
Monday, May 28, 2012
Inquiring into a Primary Source
To get the most out of a primary source, students need to ask a variety of questions. One way to guide them is by asking scaffolded questions that move from description to analysis. Here are some sample questions:
Descriptive Questions
Questions that help students identify the primary source Who, What, When, Where?
- What do you see in this picture/map/document?
- Look more closely, what details help you know what is going on?
- Find, locate, tell, list, define, draw, label, record
Questions that help students formulate ideas based on existing evidence; questions that encourage them to probe more deeply
- Why do you think this document/map/picture was created?
- What are the most important things about this document?
- What do you think happened just before this picture was taken?
- Are there any clues about how life was different from life today?
- Who would have had a different point of view?
- Use a timeline to put the source into context
- What do you think the title means?
- Confirm, predict, match, relate, sort, categorize
Open-ended questions that provoke discussion
- What can you say about early settlement in this community?
- What does this document tell you about life in the US at the time it was created?
- What do you now understand about _______in our nation’s history?
- Compare/Contrast the source with one from a different place, perspective, or time
- Can you predict what might happen?
- What question would you like to ask this author?
- What questions do you have about this document?
- Where might you find the answers?
- Give your opinion about….
- What connections can you draw between this photograph and what you have learned in your history class?
- Design, invent, compose, hypothesize, compare, investigate, critique, criticize, assess, conclude, justify
Monday, May 7, 2012
Civil War Poetry Prompt—Remembering the Past
- Biographical information: the name of the person, date of death, and age at death, and a possible cause of death as determined through your group analysis
- Accomplishments/honors: What is this person known for? Why should we remember him or her? List two or three possible accomplishments of the person during his or her life. (For example: wife, mother, etc.)
- One or two events that actually occurred in history during the life of this person that might have had an effect on his or her life.
- Turn it into a Wordle—this example is drawn from Walt Whitman’s eulogy to Abraham Lincoln
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; 20
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead
Monday, April 30, 2012
Civil War Poetry Prompts—The Citizen Soldier
Focus Question: What did Full Duty mean to people in our region?
1. Poetry with Two Voices—poetry written for two or more voices is a poem that is written for two or more people to perform. The poetry usually has two columns—one for each person who is reading the poem. Sometimes the poet wants the two readers to say something at the same time, then the poet will write the words on the same line in each column.
The compare/contrast nature of this creative writing exercise translates well to history.
We'll rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom,
We will rally from the hillside,
We'll gather from the plain,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.
CHORUS: The Union forever,
Hurrah! boys, hurrah!
Down with the traitors,
Up with the stars;
While we rally round the flag, boys,
Rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.
We are springing to the call
Of our brothers gone before,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And we'll fill our vacant ranks with
A million free men more,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
We will welcome to our numbers
The loyal, true and brave,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And although they may be poor,
Not a man shall be a slave,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
So we're springing to the call
From the East and from the West,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And we'll hurl the rebel crew
From the land that we love best,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
Civil War Poetry Prompt—The Home Front
Focus Question: What did Full Duty mean to people in our region?
Six-Word Memoir
“Split wood, split country, saved it”
And come to the front door mother, here's a letter from thy dear son.
Lo, 'tis autumn, Lo, where the trees, deeper green, yellower and redder,
Cool and sweeten Ohio's villages with leaves fluttering in the moderate wind,
Where apples ripe in the orchards hang and grapes on the trellis'd vines,
(Smell you the smell of the grapes on the vines?
Smell you the buckwheat where the bees were lately buzzing?)
Above all, lo, the sky so calm, so transparent after the rain, and with wondrous clouds,
Below too, all calm, all vital and beautiful, and the farm prospers well.
Down in the fields all prospers well,
But now from the fields come father, come at the daughter's call.
And come to the entry mother, to the front door come right away.
She does not tarry to smooth her hair nor adjust her cap.
Open the envelope quickly,
O this is not our son's writing, yet his name is sign'd,
O a strange hand writes for our dear son, O stricken mother's soul!
All swims before her eyes, flashes with black, she catches the main words only,
Sentences broken, gunshot wound in the breast, cavalry skirmish, taken to hospital,
At present low, but will soon be better.
Ah now the single figure to me,
Amid all teeming and wealthy Ohio with all its cities and farms,
Sickly white in the face and dull in the head, very faint,
By the jamb of a door leans.
Grieve not so, dear mother, (the just-grown daughter speaks through her sobs,
The little sisters huddle around speechless and dismay'd,)
See, dearest mother, the letter says Pete will soon be better.
Alas poor boy, he will never be better, (nor may-be needs to be better, that brave and simple soul,)
While they stand at home at the door he is dead already,
The only son is dead.
But the mother needs to be better,
She with thin form presently drest in black,
By day her meals untouch'd, then at night fitfully sleeping, often waking,
In the midnight waking, weeping, longing with one deep longing,
To follow, to seek, to be with her dear dead son.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Civil War Poetry Prompt--Raising an Army
Erasure poetry is a form of found poetry created by erasing words from an existing text in prose or verse and framing the result on the page as a poem. The results can be allowed to stand in situ or they can be arranged into lines and/or stanzas.
Want to see more erasure poetry? Check out Newspaper Blackout
Three Hundred Thousand More by James Sloan Gibbons
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more,
From Mississippi's winding stream and from New England's shore;
We leave our plows and workshops, our wives and children dear,
With hearts too full for utterance, with but a silent tear;
We dare not look behind us, but steadfastly before,
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more.
If you look across the hilltops that meet the northern sky,
Long moving lines of rising dust your vision may descry;
And now the wind, an instant, tears the cloudy veil aside,
And floats aloft our spangled flag in glory and in pride;
And bayonets in the sunlight gleam, and bands brave music pour,
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more.
If you look all up our valleys, where the growing harvests shine,
You may see our sturdy farmer - boys fast forming into line;
And children from their mothers' knees are pulling at the weeds,
And learning how to reap and sow, against their country's needs;
And a farewell group stands weeping at every cottage door,
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more.
You have called us, and we're coming, by Richmond's bloody tide,
To lay us down for freedom's sake, our brother's bones beside;
Or from foul treason's savage group to wrench the murderous blade,
And in the face of foreign foes its fragments to parade;
Six hundred thousand loyal men and true have gone before,
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more.
Example 1: Three Hundred Thousand More
steadfast.
lines of rising dust
bayonets
boys fast forming into line;
brother's bones.
murderous blade
fragments
six hundred thousand gone before
three hundred thousand more.
Example 2: We are coming
From Mississippi's winding stream and from New England's ///////////////////////shore//////
We leave our plows and workshops, our wives and children dear////////
With hearts too full for utterance, with but a silent tear///////////////////////////////////////////////////
We dare not look behi////////////////////////////// us, but steadfastly before,////////////////////////////
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more/……………////.../...////////// f you look across the hilltops T///////////////////////ha////t meet the northern sky,///////////////////
Long moving lines of rising dust your vision may descry////////////////////
And now thewind,/////////////////////////// an instant, tears the cloudy veil aside,///////////////////
And float aloft///////////////////////////// our spangled flag in glory and in pride////////////////////////
And bayonets within the sunlight gleam, an////////////////////////////d bands brave music pour..
We are coming, Fathe////////////////////////////.r Abraam, three hundred thousand more.///////////If you look a////////////////////////////ll up our valleys, where the growing harvests shine,/////////
You may see our sturdy farmer - boys fast forming into line;///////////////
And children fr////////////////////////om their mothers' knees are pulling at the weeds,/////////.
And learning how to reap and sow, against their country's needs;////////.
And a farewell gro////////////////////////////up stands weep at every cottage door,/////////////////////
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more.//////////////////……//////////….You have called us, …………………and we're coming, by Richmond's bloody tide//////.
To lay us down for ////////////////////////////freedom's sake, our brother's bones beside/////////////
Or from foul treason's savage group to ………………wrench the murderous blade/////
And in the face of foreign foes,’ i………………..ts fragments to parade/////////////////////////
Six hundred thousand loyal men and true have gone before//////////////////
We are coming, Fath…………………..er Abraam, three hundred thousands more////////////
Monday, April 9, 2012
Civil War Poetry Prompt—The Industrial Revolution and the Civil War
Drawn from: Read, Write Think
I Hear America Singing
I HEAR America singing, the varied
carols I hear;
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Those of mechanics—each one
singing his, as it should be, blithe and strong;
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The carpenter singing his, as he
measures his plank or beam,
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The mason singing his, as he makes
ready for work, or leaves off work;
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The boatman singing what belongs
to him in his boat—the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck;
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The shoemaker singing as he sits
on his bench—the hatter singing as he stands;
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The wood-cutter’s song—the
ploughboy’s, on his way in the morning, or at the noon intermission, or at
sundown;
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The delicious singing of the
mother—or of the young wife at work—or of the girl sewing or washing—Each
singing what belongs to her, and to none else;
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The day what belongs to the day—At
night, the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
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Singing, with open mouths, their
strong melodious songs.
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Monday, April 2, 2012
Reader's Theater
Brokenburn Excerpt | Primary Source |
p. 86 | excerpt from Solomon Northup |
p. 145-146 | Brokenburn 1860 Slave Schedule from Ancestry.com |
p. 172-173 | From Ulysses S. Grant, Personal Memoirs (1886) Chapter XXX: The Campaign Against Vicksburg; Employing the Freedmen [November-December 1862] |
p. 190 | Brokenburn 1860 Census |
p. 218-219 | Letter from Milliken's Bend |
p. 339-340 | 1880 Census |
The instructions were simple--read through the excerpt, analyze the primary source, and come up with a very short reading that synthesizes the documents. We had some insightful results!
Monday, March 19, 2012
A Woman in the South

The Civil War through the eyes of civilians, women, and southerners are critical perspectives when studying the conflict. Brokenburn provides all three.
We used Brokenburn in book group by pairing specific passages with relevant primary sources and then sharing the material through reader's theater. The resulting performances were poignant glimpses into the Civil War.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Investigating the Civil War 2.0: Summer Institute

The Civil War is a crucial episode in American history. One hundred and fifty years later,
the war still surrounds us. It is hiding in plain sight across the Upper Valley in cemeteries,
villages, parks, public art, and historic sites.
Join scholars and staff from the region’s museums to explore the Civil War in an exciting
5-day place-based teacher institute. Each day features scholarly presentations, primary
source investigations, and place-based workshops that will help you tie local Civil War
stories to the Vermont and New Hampshire frameworks and key themes of American
history. Sessions also include new technologies that support student inquiry: Google docs,
Google maps, GPS, QR codes and other 2.0 web tools.
Institute Schedule
Registration Information
Monday, March 5, 2012
Voices from the Front: New Exhibition in Concord
The lives of soldiers who fought and the people who endured life on the home front are explored in a new exhibition on view at the New Hampshire Historical Society’s museum through December 31, 2012. The exhibition, Voices from the Front: New Hampshire and the American Civil War, tells the compelling stories of people forever changed by the conflict.

Through photographs, letters, diaries, and objects, the exhibition Voices from the Front: New Hampshire and the American Civil War, tells the stories of the soldiers who fought the war and the people who endured on the home front.
Monday, February 27, 2012
From their own pens...
You can view the original letter or a typed transcription. Each letter also has a brief description of the writer, recipient, and topic(s). For instance, the little clipping below is accompanied by:
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Hiram H. Barton was born in 1836 at Crown Point, N.Y., the son of William A. and Electa (Taylor) Barton. He served in Co. C, 96th New York State Volunteers. He married Jennie Abbie Johnson on September 5, 1869 in Bridport, Vermont. He died there of a cerebral abscess on April 6, 1903 and was buried in the Bridport Village Cemetery.
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Hiram Barton's one letter was written to his sister, Melissa Barton, and describes his regiment, the soldiers' clothes, and the barracks.

It is also possible to search the website by topics such as: African-Americans, battles, desertion, diseases, drill tactics, fugitive slaves, homesickness, grief, slavery, religion, and many others. To find topics, just click on Browse the Collection.
Teachers are beginning to use the collection in a variety of ways. One teacher is having students choose topics to research and collect quotes related to the topics. Students then find historic photographs to connect to the quotes and share via Google presentation. Another teacher had his students collect quotes on topics which they will then use to compare with stories they gather from veterans in their community today..