Back from the Grave; Social Studies Midterm!

Hello all,

I hope you are doing quite fabulous. I am about to post the link to my social studies midterm assignment which happens to be a Prezi presentation.

Over the semester, I can honestly say that I’ve learned a lot of things that I didn’t know before. Thanks to the role playing, I once again took on the challenge of becoming a different person and taking on their prospective on the formation of Canada. I have always enjoyed role playing and can say socials has been quite interesting this year. Both confederation and current event discussions has got me involved in stating my opinions on situations. My one goal for the rest of the semester is to become more involved in classroom discussions and share my opinions on subjects.

Here is the link to my Prezi:

Do enjoy!

-Azaly Addam


The Start of a New Beginning: the Conferderation of Canada

It has been over 50 years since I lost my life to the Americans. The words I say are limited as it has been awhile since I’ve seen the world we live in now. But as a lost soul, I still have dreams. I still have wishes. And I still have regrets.

I have mixed feelings about the confederation of Canada. I have seen the dark sides of the British, and I feel deep down that they have a plan, just like how they have a plan for everything else. They just want Canadians to feel unified, but in the end, they will get everything they wanted. I do believe in peace, and I want nothing more than freedom and independence for my people, but this isn’t the way it should be done. So many people of my kind has lost their lives to the constant battles that have happened on these lands.

But then again, I am nothing more than a spirit who lost his body half a century ago. The faith of Canada rests in the hands of others, and I hope they are the right hands. I have seen so much corruption within the American and British empire, and I wish nothing more than to see a different Canada. A stronger, wiser, peaceful Canada. I guess there is no more time for war, and that this is the time of peace.

My only words to the aboriginals is to stay strong. Fight for what your believe in. Do not let the new world destroy what we have worked years for. Do not be abused by the oppression of white people and for god’s sake do not stand down. You might not all be warriors, but you all have hearts. I can’t say that I am hopeful for the future and that everything will be fine, but I do see things changing, and change is good when everything is going so bad. Be part of a change you are proud to see.

My time is coming to a near end, and I wish the future country of Canada the best. For my entire life, I have been remembered for being a vicious war animal, but now, all I want to be remembered for is for being someone who fought for what he believed in. I want to be remembered for the contributions I made to the war of 1812, and for taking over Fort Detroit. I want to be remembered for fighting for a force that has forgotten about me and left me to rot. I want to be remembered for being a true hero, and for standing for what matters to me. All the best to you Canada, and remember my wise words as you grow to become the best country the world has ever seen.


The Start of a Horrible Beginning: The Prospective of a Lost Soul

How could they do this to me? They took everything away from me. They left me to rot, die, and be forgotten. This should not happen to me. They promised me freedom, peace, and unity. AND THEY LEFT ME TO DIE! THEY LEFT ME TO ROT AND DECIDED TO LEAVE ME TO PERISH. I didn’t think this would happen when you try to stand with British. I did everything to make my people happy. I did everything to create a land where they could live without war. But in a matter of years, I have been forgotten by the people I stood with.

I lost my life in the field of war. After being kidnapped, the Americans took my life away. I thought I would be at least remembered for the contributions I have made to the formation of Canada. But I wasn’t. The British left me to be forgotten for the things I’ve done. I did whatever I needed to do to defeat the Americans. But now I know who the real enemy is.

I hear that there is talk among the colonies of Canada, and how they want to create a united country. They want to branch of the British, but still keep some ties. I have to disagree with that idea. The British Empire is full of trickery, and always have a plan up their sleeves. They only do things that benefits themselves as they do not care about the welfare of others. The British Empire is bringing corruption to these once peaceful lands and has brought nothing but death. THE BRITISH ARE THE DEATH OF MY PEOPLE. Canada needs to fight the British to be able to become independent. The native groups of Canada must come together and drive the British force out of our lands. There seems to be no other way. We cannot trust the British any longer and the Americans are just bad people. A unity of aboriginals seem to be the only way out of the hole we have dug ourselves in. Even though I am no longer alive and there is nothing left except the wisdom of my past, I wish nothing more than to see the British Empire fall. May they all burn.