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Name: Emmanuel Barbotin Age: 40 Gender: Male Occupation: Clergyman Social Class: First estate Financial situation: I earn a lot. I get taxes from peasants and other third estates people. Appearance: I am a little bit fat and short. He has no hair, but has beards I have small eyes with white eyebrows, big nose, mouth that is covered with beards. My neck is very short. I has glasses on. Daily routine: I wakee up early to open the church. I sometimes goes outside to meet my friends. I don't really do anything related to church. Personality/Quirks/Unique Personality Traits: I love money. I do everything to make money. I fake a lot in front of the noble men or other rich people to look nice. Past/individual-family history: My ancestors were all clergymen. I grew up in church. From my childhood, my family had a lot of money. I was well educated. Family: Both of my parents died because they are old. Social relations with your own and other classes (people you deal with or know about in other classes, AND your opinions and feelings about them): I know a lot of noble man. I want to look good because I want to have a good relationship with rich people, but I actually don't like some of them. I know a lot of third estate people too. I collect taxes from them. I dislikes poor people and thinks that they are useless. Religion: Catholic Education: I went to schools and had private teachers when I was young. I can read, write and speak French. Style of speaking in France: I was well educated and has accurate pronunciation with no accents. Languages you speak: French Main privileges and/or conflicts: I collect taxes and has a lot of money, but don’t pay, so I have some conflicts with the complaining peasants. Portrait:

 Dear Diary,  Today morning, when I woke up I went downstairs and  I was alone at home , as usual.  After I finished my breakfast alone, I decided to go out to church. I usually stay at home in the morning and go to church in the evening to see how much money is collected that day. However, this morning, I was too bored. I dressed up and went out to the gate of my church and I saw about five to six peasants standing in front of the church. I asked if they were here to pay tithe, and told them they are not supposed to be wondering around my church because it looked bad. I remembered some clergymen laughed at a church because only peasants went there. Good churches have nobles. Anyways, I felt very annoyed by those peasants staring at me like I did something wrong. When I tried to walk away, they tried to shout, “ We don ’ t want to pay tithe to you! We want YOU to pay taxes! It ’ s unfair! ”  I was shocked by poor peasants shouting such insulting words in front of my church. I went back quickly into the church and ordered my servants to make them go away. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">I heard many other churches get this kinds of complains. I don <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 바탕">’ <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">t understand. How can they question to the church? To me? That <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 바탕">’ <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">s ridiculous. The poor peasants and workers want us to pay more taxes and some of them are opposed of our King. Our king is has absolute power, but how dare they question him? France has had three estates from long time ago, and the society will stay the way it is. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">After the dinner, I came out to have a walk with my <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO">friend, another clergyman <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">. When we were walking by a village near our church, a beggar walked toward us and started to follow us around for money. I saw my <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO">friend <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕"> got a little angry so I shouted at them to go away. I think I heard her swearing at us and she ran away. I think she got scared. My <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO">friend <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 바탕">’ <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">s face was relaxed and we kept walking and after about an hour, we came back home and had a cup of tea. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">Some of my friends say that they feel sorry for the peasants with no privileges, rights, and money. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO">Some of them even invite the poor peasants and nobles who support peasants and have a huge meal in their churches. What a waste of money. They think the peasants have equal rights as a citizen. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">Well, I disagree. It <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 바탕">’ <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">s not my fault that I am in upper class. It <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 바탕">’ <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">s not my fault that I have a lot of money. I was just born as a clergy and they are just born as poor. They can <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 바탕">’ <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">t blame me. They can <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 바탕">’ <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">t beg me for a change or money or cut in taxes. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">Oh, now I have to go to sleep. I think I <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ascii-font-family: 바탕">’ <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">m going out to church early tomorrow to see if any of the peasants had came again. Good night. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕"> June, 3rd, 1788 <span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"> <span style="FONT-FAMILY: 바탕">

Diary 2

<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Dear diary, <span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Remember, I’m one of the members of the General Estates. Although we don't meet quite often, we are the important people deciding important decisions. Few days ago we gathered by the king’s order to help him to make several decisions. I usually thought that the policies of the General Estates were unfair, but it didn’t influence me in any way so I didn’t really care. However, last night, the third estates group contacted us to join them in an assembly. <span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Each estate gets one vote in General Estates. There are same numbers of members in each group, but it is possible for first and second estates to outnumber the thirds. It is unfair. But it’s unfair for the thirds not us. We didn’t have to care. The third estates started to argue about this system. We, the first estate don’t have to care about them. <span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Before the first estates made decision whether or not to join the thirds, I decided to meet one of my friends, Elijah-Andre Guillaumes. He is my old friend. His church is not far from mine. He is a good friend to talk to. He has a lot of money like me, and we sometimes have a walk together or have cup of tea. We both enjoy living as a rich, but he's kind of different from me. Although he’s personality doesn’t fit mine, I like to sit around and talk to him. He came over to my church and we discussed about the third estates’ suggestion. He said that he feels sympathy for the poor people and is willing to join the assembly that third estates are planning to create. I argued that their lack of privileges has nothing to do with us, and we should join the second estate and follow the king. He didn’t understand me and I didn’t understand him either. He was angry after several hours of talk and went back to his church. I thought he was good friend who could understand me. He was too nice to be in the first estate. I now believe the rumor that he often invites peasants to his church and provide a meal for them. What a stupid guy. <span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">And in the afternoon, Emmanuel Bagley contacted me to tell me the news that our estate decided to join the third. He is also one of our general estates member. He's one of my best friends, and I think I know almost everything about him. He seems like just a perfect nice clergyman while he actually isn't. He's not that nice, and he's not that truthful to God. He secretely has two daughters. I'm one of the few people who knows this fact. I told him that I’m not participating in the meeting that is going to be held in this evening. He said he doesn’t agree with them either, but that he decided to participate to see how it is going. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO"> <span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO">After several hours, he called me to tell me what had happened. He said that the king had locked the palace up to prevent the assembly to meet and that the servants were preparing for the meeting for Royal Sessions. So the first and the third estates went to a tennis court nearby and had an oath. I was so surprised after hearing this news. Now the first estate, which I was in, is opposed of the king. The king got angry and locked us out. The assembly will get arrested and may be killed. The king might suspect me as a traitor and try to arrest me too. That would be a disaster. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO">Tomorrow, I made an appointment with him to hear more about what had happened today. Now I’m going to have to go to sleep. Good night. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO"> 1789 June 20th

<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"> //<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Dear Diary // //<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Hi, it has been long since I wrote my last diary. I have been so busy these days. ////<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 바탕; mso-fareast-language: KO">Not because I go outside a lot, but busy thinking. Events happening now are so crazy and so confusing. ////<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">After the king and the queen were killed, everybody thought that we would be safe and equal now, but oh well. There is no hope of living now. The churches are being destroyed and our religion is fading away. The Committee of Public Safety is doing nothing for us. // //<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">I heard everybody is going to the war, no because they love the country, but because they are forced to. Men, women and even children are helping for the war. How many time did I say that the king did nothing wrong? We shouldn’t have overthrown our king. Now, those Convention people are being like a dictator and destroying our country. // //<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">I believe in God. I still do. But not a lot of people are coming to church now. The Convention was against of Christian and they were spreading a belief called ‘Cult of Reason’ based on revolutionary ideas. That’s stupid. On days, I hide in my room, the whole churches locked. I was actually busy trying to contact my friends, the other clergyman, but I can’t. Maybe they ran away. I have no money. I can’t eat enough. No people are coming to our church, and I only pray at night because I’m afraid of the Committee of Public Safety. I feel so ashamed. // //<span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'">I always had so much money, and I never knew how it feels like to be without it. I feel so miserable. It’s not like I understand those peasants, but still. I was falling asleep about at noon, and someone came to my church. It was // Jean-Claude Barret, a noble. I knew him before, but we didn’t know each other very well because I wasn’t interested in making noble friends. He often came to my church and told me outside world, because I didn’t go out very often. He became a lot comfort. He brought me some food and books. I thought he was very nice, except he was a little poor. He told me that people are being killed by a machine called guillotine. It’s a machine that cuts people’s head. Disgusting. He said that the people are being killed are mostly innocent, but are accused of being opposed of the government. He started to cry and he told me that one of his neighbor is gone and he thinks that she is killed. I told him that she would be okay, but I knew that there was no hope. He said that the government is sending thousands of people onto boats to kill them quickly. It was too cruel. They were so innocent. The government is corrupted, and this is no better than before. I hope he visits again tomorrow. I hope tomorrow’s a little different. I hope I can fall asleep quickly tonight. Bye.