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Speed Round

Now that you are familiar with the different writing styles, it's time to test your detective skills.

As in the previous excercises, you will see three random documents, perhaps one of each primary source, one-at-a-time. However, for added fun and challenge, let's time it. You will have 3 minutes (180 seconds) to look at each document and identify on the map where it took place and what time period it was written. Then you will answer three multiple-choice questions about the document. Each story will have seven questions, for a total of 21 questions at the end of the Speed Round. Your final score will be totaled from all 21 questions.

Good luck...Ready?

Three more days to go until the elections.

Last night around 8 PM I went to DOS meeting in the center of ________where Vojislav Kostunica was speaking to the mass of people. Around 200,000 people were on the streets last night. The meeting was different then any other I used to go. Not many people held speeches and only Kostunica spoke from all the politicians who were there they all stood behind him showing that their presence is enough and that there is no more need for words. ACT is important now. 24th of September is important.

Each vote is important every individual should grasp that. Must understand that it came to that point when all of us must go to the elections. To realize that that is our main power, VOTING!

In the same time, last night Slobodan Milosevic held his meeting in the other part of the city...that is why there were not policemans around us last night, at least I didn't notice any of them. Probably they all went to guard Milosevic. I wonder from whom they keep him safe when "All the patriots are with him and his party?"

It is raining for couple of days, pouring rain with open clouds and lots of thunder. I like rain. Rain means change, I wait for change for 10 years. My people want change. They can't stand no more this so called living...better to say survival. Survival in _______from 1990 until one. We all are winners, we managed to keep our mind cool and a safe place from all the things we saw, heard, experienced.

Usually lot of people are scared of change, they get used to the things they have and think of change as a great unsure risk, but I say that is LIFE! When you act when you start to think that there is something better, something normal, something more of this life that I can have. I need change. Kostunica said last night that we just want to become a normal _______country, to live ordinary, nothing exceptional, nothing in extreme, just normal, sometime usual (even boring) life, but a good one.

I want to live in a country in which 10 year olds will not mention any of the politicians in their ordinary conversation, not any foreign currency, not any news about people disappearing, media closing, etc.

I just want to be free in my country, just want to start living and try to realize why it took us 10 years to begun our biggest resistance against this government?

I felt power last night, I felt the need for better night, I saw many old people last night, many high school kids, young parents with babies and small children. They all will get up in the morning on Sunday, go to elections and circle under FREEDOM FUTURE LIFE. They will circle under new life. On one piace of white paper they will chose between isolation and new beginning.

It will be a great day, September 24th.

You, O King, live beyond the confines of many seas, nevertheless, impelled by your humble desire to partake of the benefits of our civilisation, you have dispatched a mission respectfully bearing your memorial. Your Envoy has crossed the seas and paid his respects at my Court on the anniversary of my birthday. To show your devotion, you have also sent offerings of your country's produce.

Qian Long [Ch'ein Lung], Emperor of China, late 18th century.

Qian Long [Ch'ein Lung], Emperor of China, Late 18th century.

I have perused your memorial: the earnest terms in which it is couched reveal a respectful humility on your part, which is highly praiseworthy. In consideration of the fact that your Ambassador and his deputy have come a long way with your memorial and tribute, I have shown them high favour and have allowed them to be introduced into my presence. To manifest my indulgence, I have entertained them at a banquet and made them numerous gifts. I have also caused presents to be forwarded to the Naval Commander and six hundred of his officers and men, although they did not come to _______, so that they too may share in my embracing kindness. As to your entreaty to send one of your nationals to be accredited to my Celestial Court and to be in control of your country's trade with ______, this request is contrary to all usage of my dynasty and cannot possibly be entertained.

It is true that Europeans, in the service of the dynasty, have been permitted to live at ______, but they are compelled to adopt ______ dress, they are strictly confined to their own precincts and are never permitted to return home. You are presumably familiar with our dynastic regulations. Your proposed Envoy to my Court could not be placed in a position similar to that of European officials in ______who are forbidden to leave ______ nor could he, on the other hand, be allowed liberty of movement and the privilege of corresponding with his own country; so that you would gain nothing by his residence in our midst.

Moreover, our Celestial dynasty possesses vast territories, and tribute missions from the dependencies are provided for by the Department for Tributary States, which ministers to their wants and exercises strict control over their movements. It would be quite impossible to leave them to their own devices. Supposing that your Envoy should come to our Court, his language and national dress differ from that of our people, and there would be no place in which to bestow him.

[A mid 19th century account]

When the famine had actually come, and all the country was aghast, when supplies from all parts were poured in, -- what was done with these supplies? Why, the best that these inefficient housekeepers could do. The rice and Indian meal, both of which are excellent articles of food, were cooked in such a manner that, in most cases, they were actually unhealthy, and in all cases unpalatable. So unused were they to the use of that common article, rice, that they steeped it the night before, then poured the water off, without rubbing, and for three and four hours they boiled, stirred, and simmered this, till it became a watery jelly, disgusting to the eye and unsavory to the taste, for they never salted it; besides unwholesome for the stomachs of those who had always used a dry potato for food. The poor complained that it made them sick; they were accused of being ungrateful, and sometimes told they should not have any more; and the difficulty, if possible, was increased, by giving it out uncooked, -- for the starving ones in the towns had no fuel and they could not keep up a fire to stew it for hours, and many of them ate it raw, which was certainly better, when they had good teeth, than cooked in this unsavory way.

A man had died from hunger, and his widow had gone into the plowed field of her landlord to try to pick a few potatoes in the ridges which might be remaining since the harvest; she found a few -- the landlord saw her -- sent a magistrate to the cabin, who found three children in a state of starvation, and nothing in the cabin but the pot, which was over the fire. He demanded of her to show him the potatoes -- she hesitated; he inquired what she had in the pot -- she was silent; he looked in, and saw a dog, with the handful of potatoes she had gathered from the field. The sight of the wretched cabin, and still more, the despairing looks of the poor silent mother and the famished children, crouched in fear in a dark corner, so touched the heart of the magistrate, that he took the pot from the fire, bade the woman to follow him, and they went to the court-room together. He presented the pot, containing the dog and the handful of potatoes, to the astonished judge. He called the woman -- interrogated her kindly. She told him they sat in their desolate cabin two entire days, without eating, before she killed the half-famished dog; that she did not think she was stealing, to glean after the harvest was gathered. The judge gave her three pounds from his own purse; told her when she had used that to come again to him.

This was a compassionate judge, -- and would to God ______ could boast of many such.




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