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A Brief History
I stood for the Spirit of the American Frontier. As a young woman I was a crafy Indian fighter and hunter. When I was forty-nine years old, i died a hero's death at the Alamo, helping Texas win independence from Mexico. For many years I was nationally known as a political representative of the frontier.
I was reincarnated in Brookfield, Massachusetts on August 13, 1839. I was the eigth of nine children. My childhood was one of toil, living under my father's rule. I performed the usual labrious duties of a farmer's daughter. But mostly, I spent my time thinking and questioning the unequal lot of women.
I was a bright girl, but received little formal education during my childhood. Few women of my day went to college or were educated above simple reading, writing, and counting. The same was believed in my father's house.
Having no support from my family, I was determined to go to college. My determiniation drove me. I would pick berries in the hot summer, saving every penny I earned. I would gather chestnuts to pay for my school books. At sixteen, I was offered a job teaching school for one dollar a week. In time my wages increased to sixteen dollars per month, which was unheard of for a woman.
By the time I was 25 years old, I had earned enough money to enter Oberlin College. Oberlin was the only college at the time that would admit women. I earned my way through school by tutoring and doing housework. I had to live very frugally to afford my education.
After graduation, I became involved in several reform movements. I was a pronounced abolitionist. My life's work became seeking reform for both slaves and women. I worked for woman suffrage in Colorado and in 1893 was able to see my work bear fruit in the state's constitutional amendment giving women the same rights as men in exercising the election franchise.
Many men sought my hand in marriage, but I refused them all. Finally, Henry Blackwell, a fellow abolitionist, won my friendship and trust, and finally my hand in marriage. We married in 1878 when I was thirty-seven years old. We agreed before the marriage that I would retain my maiden name.
After taking a needed break from life, I was reborn to two wonderful parents in Georgia, on October 23. I have been living a quiet life, these past XX years working a legal secretary in a law firm. after my previous lives, one deserves a break
I am a Christian and am very upfront about it. I get angry when I see people making fun of Christians based on superficial things: How they dress, their hair. I can understand a child doing that, or someone who has the mental maturity of a dead toad, but an adult.
There are so many things I could touch on, which I don't understand why certain people do certain things.