When I was in grade school, American history was such a bore:
all battles and dates and one-dimensional men.
But I'd have been totally fascinated if I'd read stuff like this:
"My feet were very sore,
and each night I wrung blood out of my stockings when I pulled them off." *
That's John Williams of Deerfield, Mass., writing about marching 300 miles through snowy woods to Canada,
as a captive of the Mohawks in 1704.
His seven-year-old daugher, Eunice Williams, was only seven when she was captured.
She chose to remain with the Mohawk her whole life.
And history is always more interesting when related by an outraged drunk person.
Why didn't they think of this when I was in grade school? (I'm not sure some of my teachers weren't drunk, but they rarely expressed any enthusiasm or outrage.
Of course, as an adult, I can now better imagine why they didn't.)
Kellie sent me this entry from Drunk History:
It's the true story of Oney Judge, an enslaved woman George Washington "owned."
After a couple weeks of reading about our founding father, if I got drunk, I could rage about what a twit GW was too...
* John Williams quote from The Unredeemed Captive: A Family Story from Early America, by John Demos. (While the French and Indian War officially dates 1756-1763, in fact it's really many decades long.)
Image (book cover) from Historic Deerfield.