My own chapter for “Little Men”

In this essay I am supposed to write my own short chapter in the book I’m currently reading which is,  Little Men by Louisa May Alcott.

The Ghost

It was late in the morning, on a Saturday afternoon. The birds were softly singing, the grasshoppers jumping just out of reach of the birds hungry mouths, the cool breeze whistling through the leaves and branches of the nearby trees, specifically the old Willow who has seen and heard so many wonderful, horrible, exciting adventures of the dear boys. Dan and Teddy were fishing though, Teddy was the only one really enjoying this since there were no fish in the small pond where all the ducks and hens washed. Nat was sitting in the old Willow carefully making music to go along with the whistling of the soft wind. Stuffy, George if you want to be formal,  came walking down towards the small museum where all their fascinating collections were held. “Hey! Stuffy what’cha doin’?” Tommy called from the meadow where he, Ned, and Emil were playing catch. “Oh jus’ goin’ to look at the new butterfly Dan added.” Stuffy replied and continued his slow romp to the museum. “Oh! Danny! Wook I caughted un!” Teddy yelled and held up his fishing pole to show the tiny larvae on the tip. “Good job Teddy. Let’s go and put it by the others in the museum.” Dan took the little boys’ hand and walked off to their museum.

It was late in the evening now, supper was about to be had, the boys were about to wash, and everything was being prepared for Sunday, the next day, when Demi, Nat, Tommy, and Dan came in looking like street boys, all dirty, smelly, hair in weird arrangements, and looking as though they had seen a ghost. “Well! What in the world happened to you four?” Mrs. Joe asked being startled by the four, normally looking clean, boys. “We saw a ghost!” Demi said, looking more excited than scared, now that he was inside the warm cozy house. “Yeah, it was a big one too! Came this close to taking my life with ‘im!” Tommy said as he sunk down in a chair, panting as hard and fast as a dog.  “Oh dear, did you really?” Mrs. Joe said, she knew that there was no such thing, but the boys were very scared and it was enjoyable to see them having little adventures. “Yes’m. It came at us as we were coming in. Almost got Tommy but we ran away as fast as our legs would take us.” Nat said his fear dissolving as well. “Well, let’s have supper and you can tell everyone all about your ghost.” And with that the boys washed up and went to the table, for they were hungry, and wanted to tell everyone about their ghost.

As soon as they had sat down and everyone had begun to eat, Dan began to tell the story, being the oldest one who had encountered the ghost. “We were just walking down the path to the house, and as you know it’s starting to get darker faster, moon is already out, and as we were passing by some trees, this white ghost suddenly comes down upon us! We were scared silly and began yelling and runnin’ away as fast as we could. In the distance we heard something like a child crying, it was so spooky.” Dan said and then Nat, and the others began telling their side of the story.

Now, what these boys didn’t know was that Daisy and Nan had decided to wash their dolls’ best dresses, so they would be ready for their Sunday play the next day. Forgetting about one dress, which happened to be white and hanging on a branch to dry, the girls had gone and began a new game. Now since it was dark and the wind was blowing softly, the dress had looked like a ghost, all shiny in the light of the moon, with the wind blowing it this way and that. The boys had run right into it, not seeing the branch it hung on, or the frilly bows around the neckline, not even the lace ribbon sewed to the back of it, blowing around in the wind. And as for the crying in the distance, that had been the other boys as they finished playing and began to go home for supper, hollering at one another, racing each other, and being boys.

Early the next morning as everybody was preparing for the walk, Daisy noticed that she was missing the big white dress for the big doll her and Nan shared. “Aunty Joe! I cannot find Caroline’s dress.” Daisy cried to her aunt. “Well, didn’t you wash it yesterday?” Mrs. Joe replied, trying to get Teddy to sit still. “Yes! I did! And I know exactly where it is!” Daisy said and they all decided that they would go get her dress during the walk. Now Dan noticing where they were going, and seeing the dress, realized that their ghost was not as scary as they had all thought. “Why! That’s exactly where the ghost was when we were walking home!’’ Demi called as he too recognized the area. “Then that means that our ghost was really just a silly old dress!” Tommy cried, and every one began to laugh, and they laughed and they laughed.

That night at supper, they were all still laughing, and no one has ever forgotten about the ghost.


The Reformation

The Protestant Reformation started in the year 1517, when Martin Luther nailed his 95 Theses on the Catholic church door. Little did he know that this small jump would create a huge riot.

There were many people throughout Europe that felt the Catholic church needed to change the way they were doing things. Some of these people were, Martin Luther, William Tyndale, John Calvin, and a group of people called The French Huguenots.

The printing press was a very important part in the Reformation. It was faster to print out pages, messages, and other things with the printing press around this time, making it so that information was able to spread faster.

The five solae were Latin phrases used to sum up the beliefs of the Protestant reformers.

The word solae means alone; the five solae were:  

Sola scriptura (“by Scripture alone”)

Sola fide (“by faith alone”)

Sola gratia (“by grace alone”)

Solus Christus  (“through Christ alone”)

Soli Deo gloria (“glory to God alone”)

After the Reformation ended in 1648, some countries became Protestant, those countries are:





The Netherlands


The Lion of The North


This book is about the battles between two religions, the reformed Catholics, and the Protestants. While reading this book, you are on the side of the Protestants, you see what they got from the battle, you grow a closer connection to those characters of the story that are on “your side.”   

The main character of this book is a young man named Malcolm Graheme. At the beginning of the story Malcolm is only about sixteen years old, when he and his uncle get asked to get a bunch of men and boys armed and ready to fight the reformed Catholics under the just king Gustavus. During the book Malcolm gets stronger, smarter, faster and older as the war continues. He faces many struggles, seems to get himself in tangles all the time. One of these tangles I would like to share with you: After a large battle, in which the Protestants have won, the army begins to make it back to their camp. But after such a large victory, many have been killed or injured, and almost all of the men are very tired after the long struggle. So the moving goes slower than usual, the men having to gather there weapons, and help the wounded, the Catholic villagers, or in the book called peasants, seeing that they are weakened at the moment decide to do them harm, by killing some of the wounded, attacking, capturing, and torturing the men, in terrible disgusting ways.  Malcolm, being in charge of his own small brigade, or band of men, has gone to make sure they are doing what they are supposed too, finding any of their comrades that are wounded and helping them, and to not raid and plunder the villages, goes into a village to inspect it, finds food and drink in a small house and is welcomed by the sight of it. He goes to take a drink and eat when he is attacked from behind by three elderly peasants. His men noticing he is gone search everywhere for him but are not able to find him, because the old ladies had gagged him, tied him up, and put him underneath a hay pile at the back of the house. Malcolm is then tied up for, a few days and held hostage by these old grandmas. (Remember to always be kind to the elderly or this might just happen to you.)

After the men return the the village, (they were gone attacking the Protestants and were doing who knows what) they decided to torture, and kill Malcolm. But like I said earlier, Malcolm had become very smart, over the years being able to keep cool and think of a plan. He comes up with a very smart plan, to take a burning hot stick from the fire, and burns the rope around his hands. This hurt tremendously seeing as he was also burning his hands and wrists at the same time as the rope.

He then takes his weapons, the food and ale, then makes his big escape while the peasants are away in the village. He ends up saving other soldiers, from his own brigade who had been attacked and were about to be tortured to death before he rescued them. (One of the men had already been killed by the peasants, in the most horrific, disgusting way, that it made my stomach turn just by reading about, so I won’t tell you, in faith that you’ll keep your lunch.)

One of the saddest parts in this book is when King Gustavus dies. They are in the middle the biggest battle in the entire book, when Gustavus is shot down, and killed. During this fight Malcolm  almost dies as well, being shot twice, and having fallen on the ground, is mistaken as being dead, and so is left on the battlefield. He awakens, frozen to the ground, the blood from the shot he took in the arm had ran down his arm unto the grass, but that night it was so cold that his blood froze to the ground, and him. Some hours later he is found by some men who are looking for the wounded on the field and he is taken to the camp and treated for his wounds.  

While being hurt, and recovering, one of Malcolm’s friends, the Count of Mansfeld, invites him to stay with his family while recovering, this Malcolm accepts right away.

Towards the end of the story, the Count of Mansfeld, his wife, and her daughter, are taken by the king and stored away in a small town, in a building, with many guards. The Countess secretly writes to Malcolm and asks him for help, but knowing that he might not come has only a little faith that he can help them. Malcolm puts on a disguise and goes to the small town, pretending to be a clock fixer, he sets up a fake appointment with the Count, who is “stressing because his clock has stopped and he must be able to count the hours as they tick by”. Malcolm then agrees that he can’t get the Count and Countess out but he can save their daughter, Thekla. Malcolm and the Count have a serious talk about how Malcolm does truly care for the girl, enough to marry her. The Count then promises Thekla to Malcolm, if he were to die before he could give permission, and says his wife will not interject, both of them thinking highly of Malcolm.

The story ends with the war settled (kind of, seeing as both of the religions are still mad at the other), and Malcolm and Thekla have a small wedding, and live together in a small, but still generous house and grounds, with the Countess. Sadly the Count did die, before being released.

There are many other adventurous that take place, many that are very big, but I would like to leave it as somewhat of a mystery, as to encourage you to read the book yourself and “live” through those adventures yourself. Do take my word for it though, that this book might be long, but it is definitely not boring.  



Prince Henry the Navigator

Prince Henry was the prince of Portugal, son of King John I, he was born March 4, 1394 and died November 13, 1460.

Henry was twenty-one when he, his father, and his brothers were captured in a port in Morocco by pirates. After they returned to Portugal, Henry decided that he was going to stop the pirate attacks on the coast of West Africa.

After making the decision to protect the West African coast, Henry decided he also wanted to be the source of the West African gold trade. I looked all over the web for the dates of when Henry opened his school but was unable to find anything……A little after deciding to protect the West African coast, Prince Henry opened up his own school of navigation.

One of the things that Henry brought back from his adventures, was slaves, along with gold, of course.

I also tried to find out how and where he died, but everywhere I looked did not give me a real answer, they just told me the date of his death. I do know that he died at age sixty-six in Sagres, Portugal March 4, 1394.



The life and work of Nicolaus Copernicus

Nicolaus Copernicus was the man who came up with the Heliocentric Theory. 

What is the Heliocentric Theory? The Heliocentric Theory is the theory that the sun is the center of the solar system.

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How was his theory accepted when it came out?  At first Nicolaus Copernicus’ theory was not accepted because everyone still believed in Ptolemy’s theory, the geocentric theory. 

 Image result for ptolemy's theory   (Fun Fact: Galileo believed in the Heliocentric theory, and was put under house arrest because of his belief) People did not like the idea of a new set up of our solar system. 

But after a few years this theory was finally seen as correct and is the one we use today.


(Heliocentric Theory V.S. Geocentric Theory)

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Geocentric                                                                       Heliocentric


Gerhard Groote

Gerhard Groote was born in 1340 and lived in a small town in the Netherlands. He lived during the time of the Black Death, which was the cause of both his parents’ death. At age ten he was orphaned and inherited all his father’s wealth. Even though he had a good education, and should have been humbled by both his parents’ death, he was stuck up and an insufferable young man. But throughout the years he got to learn of the gospel, which changed his life for the better.

Now, being a changed man by the gospel, when the Black Death swept through his town again, he took pity on the young boys. Now fatherless, and motherless, he took them in, making a home, and a school for them. He did the same for the girls as well. He named his schools, “Brethren of the Common Life” because, not only did these people share common life, all being orphaned at a young age, but common work such as, reading, writing, playing, teaching……etc.

Groote died when another wave of the Black Death swept through his town, taking his life with it this time. His schools continued one hundred-fifty years after he died, because his students took his work upon themselves.

Thomas A Kempras, John Knox, and Martin Luther each were educated at his schools.


My thoughts on Journey to the Center of the Earth

I really liked Journey to the Center of the Earth, by Jules Verne. It was a long read but that makes it more exciting. One thing I liked especially about this book, was that every chapter you finished ended in a way that made you excited to read more. The last sentence in a chapter would be like, “and it all faded to black,” which made you want to read the next chapter to find out what happened next. Another thing I thought was cool is it would sometimes tell you the date at the beginning of a chapter, so you could get a small perspective about how long they had been  journeying.

The author was also very good at describing the settings of the area the characters in the book were surrounded by. It was very easy to picture the image that he was describing.

The wording in the book was sometimes hard to read, just because it was set in that time period where the people spoke differently than we do now.  

I thought it was funny too, how many times the nephew freaked out. Either he wanted to go back, or the provisions were not as large as he would like them to be, or he just would freak out about nothing, and his uncle, Professor Lidenbrock, would always remain calm and tell him, basically to shut up and calm down, explaining why everything was fine.

One of my favorite parts out of the whole book is when the nephew, Axel, is discouraged because they have no water, he’s freaking out, and wants to go home but his uncle is saying, “No, no we’re fine let’s just keep going I have a feeling we’ll find water soon.” Axel then turns to their guide, Hans, who is always super calm, hardly talks, and always, ALWAYS, sides with the Professor, and Axel just begs him to take his uncle and go back, but Hans just shakes his head and continues following the professor. They do end up finding water and Axel calms down, realizing how silly his break down had been.

It’s cool how they get back to the surface by being inside a volcano when it erupts, and they find that they’re a long journey away from where they originally started declining into the center of the earth.

This was not my favorite book we have read so far for the Ron Paul Curriculum but it was a very good book nonetheless.


Amerigo Vespucci

Amerigo Vespucci was born March 9, 1454, and was an Italian explorer, financier, navigator, and cartographer who was born in the Republic of Florence. Sailing for Portugal around 1501-1502, Vespucci figured that Brazil and the West Indies were not Asia’s eastern outskirts as initially thought from Columbus’ voyages, (Columbus was the man who influenced Vespucci’s desire to go to the New World and study it) but a separate, unexplored land mass known as the New World. It came to be called “The Americas”, a name derived from Americus (the Latin version of Vespucci’s first name). He became a citizen of the Crown of Castile and died in Seville February 22, 1512.