The Makings of a Patriot

1/20/12

Isaiah T. Silkwood

Writing Strands: Level # 7, Lesson # 6, Situation # 2

What Makes It What It Is:

The Makings of a Patriot

Hans Antonio stood breathless in the narrow alleyway between a two-story apartment building and one of the Boston port, authority offices. It was one of the few authorities left in Boston not under the command of the British Regulars. Since the Boston tea party the local populace, and their dealings, had felt more pressure from the British Regular’s presence that ever before. Nevertheless Bosto ’s inhabitants trudged doggedly onward, unwilling to give up their lives or occupations. However some thought that they were in an unpreventable and deserved British occupation. Hans did not think that way.

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            Hans was not content to live under British rule. After all a country more that 3000 miles away had no right to control the lives and well-beings of the colonies’ people. Hans was against taxation without representation and expressed it in many ways. One of those ways could be clarified by the expensive painting that he had tucked away under his long coat. It wasn’t a large painting, being 21”x 16” inches plus a border, but it still wasn’t completely concealed by his large coat. He had taken it from the commander of the British garrison’s quarters and intended to sell it to an English merchant. This was by far the most brazen thing that he had done since participating in the Boston Tea Party.

             Just ahead, in the road beyond the alley, proceeded one of the largest street markets in the colonies. Hans’ partner, Willis Harding, had promised to meet him at a fur vendor’s stall at the end of the street market; however, he had failed to mention which part of the market was the end.