Salem refugee Sarah Clayes and her husband Peter, lived in the supposed haunted house on Salem End Road in Framingham or known then as Danforth Farms. Just as a side note it has been proven that Abigail Williams was Peter Clayes niece. Sarah fled Salem after being tried for witchcraft. Both of her sisters were part of the 19 witches who were hanged in Salem in 1692. This house now stands in the middle of a severely overgrown area and is is very poor shape, being that no one tends for it. The house has frequently been used by teens to hangout.
My friends and I live off of Singletary which is off of Salem End and we live very close to the house. We also have a friend who is the house right after this mysterious Witch House. Walking by it frequently, we became very curious. Soon the curiosity was too much to handle and we decided to see what the house was all about. Entering in from the newest add-on to the house, it is an eerie feeling and the floor cracks and you can already tell it is old. We scope the attic like room and realize that we have not even gotten to the good part yet. We see doors to the main part of the house and we are very creeped out at this point. We call it a day and head home. Next day we venture again but this time walk past where we entered last time to see if there is an easier way to get inside because the doors inside were locked. Around the back corner of the house we find a gaping hole in the house and I think to myself "This is it." We all hop into the house and immediately all have second thoughts and begin convincing each other to leave. We shine our flashlights in every which way, seeing that some rooms were exceptionally dark because of the doors. Both entrances to the basement are faulty because the staris are broken on both. We leave. Next week we come back, this time for the upstairs. We walk around upstairs very carefully after reading about how the floor was very soft. We enter a room with only a fire alarm with no batteries. Naturally in the silence of us taking in how we conquered the witch house, the fire alarm sounds. It was easily the most scared I have ever been. We ran out of there faster than Usain Bolt. We have returned once but only a quick visit. Sarah is definitely still there.
The most important point I am trying to make is that we should probably all know a little more about where we came from because people drive by that house all the time and never notice it. It is one of those secret treasures that only few know about. We probably should not let such a valuable peace of history go to waste.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Time.
Time is a thief. This is the metaphor I came up with for our class literary term drawings. I did not even begin to think about how true that is. The only difference is that you can stop a thief, you cannot stop time. It just keeps going on and on, with or without you. I really had never realized how fast it moves either. Nowadays time just flies by and leaves everyone is the dust. Everyday is just another day closer to the end, inevitably.
As a child, time is not even thought about and everyday is just as long as the day before. You just live in the moment as a kid and do something crazy or eventful everyday and never get tired. Growing up you begin to miss the days. I hear people who always say that they 'love' sleeping and being in bed. That is just a big waste of time because you could be doing something important or just those few more minutes you spend in bed in the morning you could spend with someone or a pet or eating a little earlier. Regardless of how tired you are, getting out of bed to finish the days tasks ahead of schedule gets you more free time. Think about that.
Imagine a genie gives you three wishes. Money and fame are probably the biggest two someone would wish for. What if you lengthened the days? Not even by a lot but just a couple of hours longer could make the world of a difference because you could do even more stuff. It would people more time to do what they want. More time to make music, more time to paint, more time for the military. The list is endless because that is what people need more then money or any other tangible object like it. Time has no regrets.
As a child, time is not even thought about and everyday is just as long as the day before. You just live in the moment as a kid and do something crazy or eventful everyday and never get tired. Growing up you begin to miss the days. I hear people who always say that they 'love' sleeping and being in bed. That is just a big waste of time because you could be doing something important or just those few more minutes you spend in bed in the morning you could spend with someone or a pet or eating a little earlier. Regardless of how tired you are, getting out of bed to finish the days tasks ahead of schedule gets you more free time. Think about that.
Imagine a genie gives you three wishes. Money and fame are probably the biggest two someone would wish for. What if you lengthened the days? Not even by a lot but just a couple of hours longer could make the world of a difference because you could do even more stuff. It would people more time to do what they want. More time to make music, more time to paint, more time for the military. The list is endless because that is what people need more then money or any other tangible object like it. Time has no regrets.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
The American Dream
The American Dream is a blend of different goals, we Americans, have commonly understood. Social and economic advancement, riches, home ownership and many more all contribute to this dream. Many, if not all of them, effect my family. I think it is the parents who try to make their kids try for the ultimate american dream, whether or not they are aware of it. The important thing is that, this american dream that our parents push for so hard for, is different for everyone.
Everyone has there main goal that they believe is the most important for attaining the american dream. This important trait is hard work, in my family. If you work hard for what you want and are a contributing member of society, you are, in my parents eyes, awesome. Thats what they try to drill into their children. Make an honest living and do not be a lazy bum who expects everything to be handed to them on a golden platter.
This is the blended side of my family and whats interesting is that my dad is all about hard work and found someone else who is as hardcore into hard work as him. They are both workaholics and perfectionists. "Take your time and do it right the first time," is a famous quote my father gives me. He stresses me try my best, which I assume every parent does. The American Dream pressures my parents to always work to the very best of their abilities, which he teaches me because thats what he was taught.
Everyone has there main goal that they believe is the most important for attaining the american dream. This important trait is hard work, in my family. If you work hard for what you want and are a contributing member of society, you are, in my parents eyes, awesome. Thats what they try to drill into their children. Make an honest living and do not be a lazy bum who expects everything to be handed to them on a golden platter.
This is the blended side of my family and whats interesting is that my dad is all about hard work and found someone else who is as hardcore into hard work as him. They are both workaholics and perfectionists. "Take your time and do it right the first time," is a famous quote my father gives me. He stresses me try my best, which I assume every parent does. The American Dream pressures my parents to always work to the very best of their abilities, which he teaches me because thats what he was taught.
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