Daimi Daor Monologue
Daidi Daor,
Today is the last day. Tomorrow we are finally leaving this town we call home. And we will be leaving so much behind, but mostly you. It’s been a year since you’ve died now, but I haven’t forgot you. Every morning I miss the smell of your coffee being heated, and every night I miss your shadow by the fire. Papa, I will try. I want so much for America to be better. I want to feel my stomach full again. But I don’t want to leave you here.
Daidi Daor,
Were on our way to America now. Mom, Isabelle and I are stuffed down here in the bottom of the boat. I only got to bring one other dress because Mom wanted to make sure we had room in the trunks for food for the journey. I remember the day you told us we were going to go to America. …show more content…
Mom is rationing our food so much. We only get the food we brought from home and even though we had been saving it, it isn’t enough.
Soon, soon we will be in America and we will be eating again.
Daidi Daor,
It’s was my birthday this week Papa! I turned sixteen. Mama surprised me with an extra two pieces of bread but I know it was just because she gave me her rations. I decided to share them with her and Isabelle. I’m so happy now Papa. We will be in America in six weeks, I can almost taste the sugar cakes I have been hearing about.
Daidi Daor,
I wish you were here Papa. I’m writing this as I wait for the storm to pass. It has been storming non stop for three days now. I wish you could read Isabelle and I stories like you used to when it was storming. Mama tries so hard Papa, but she knows it will never be the same without you. I sit in the dark imagining your voice and the stories you used to tell. It’s not the same, some days I can’t remember the sound of your voice.
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I’ve been told I have to get a job to help pay for the house and food. Isabelle will help take care of the house. I am worried though Papa, in Ireland it took us five years to save enough money to ride the boat to America. What if I don’t make enough money and we can’t keep the house? What if we can’t eat in America either?
Daidi Daor,
Tomorrow we reach America. My mind is filled with worries but Mama tries to soothe me.
I am excited and nervous, I have never felt this way before. Tomorrow our new life begins. But you will be there Papa, you will always be with us.
Daidi Daor,
We have been in America for one week now. My job has been going well. I walk down the road two miles to a farm where I milk the cows. I am paid two dollars a week. That is enough money for food for a week! We are all very happy, but Isabelle gets lonely at the house all day. Our house is much the same as it was in Ireland. Mom likes her job very much too Papa! I am so happy for her especially. She has been smiling more. Although we like it very much here no one else likes us. We only talk to the people that came to America with us. The Americans won’t talk to us unless it is their job. A lot of them scowl or look away at us. I am upset by this but I have to remember this is better than
Today is the last day. Tomorrow we are finally leaving this town we call home. And we will be leaving so much behind, but mostly you. It’s been a year since you’ve died now, but I haven’t forgot you. Every morning I miss the smell of your coffee being heated, and every night I miss your shadow by the fire. Papa, I will try. I want so much for America to be better. I want to feel my stomach full again. But I don’t want to leave you here.
Daidi Daor,
Were on our way to America now. Mom, Isabelle and I are stuffed down here in the bottom of the boat. I only got to bring one other dress because Mom wanted to make sure we had room in the trunks for food for the journey. I remember the day you told us we were going to go to America. …show more content…
Mom is rationing our food so much. We only get the food we brought from home and even though we had been saving it, it isn’t enough.
Soon, soon we will be in America and we will be eating again.
Daidi Daor,
It’s was my birthday this week Papa! I turned sixteen. Mama surprised me with an extra two pieces of bread but I know it was just because she gave me her rations. I decided to share them with her and Isabelle. I’m so happy now Papa. We will be in America in six weeks, I can almost taste the sugar cakes I have been hearing about.
Daidi Daor,
I wish you were here Papa. I’m writing this as I wait for the storm to pass. It has been storming non stop for three days now. I wish you could read Isabelle and I stories like you used to when it was storming. Mama tries so hard Papa, but she knows it will never be the same without you. I sit in the dark imagining your voice and the stories you used to tell. It’s not the same, some days I can’t remember the sound of your voice.
Daidi …show more content…
I’ve been told I have to get a job to help pay for the house and food. Isabelle will help take care of the house. I am worried though Papa, in Ireland it took us five years to save enough money to ride the boat to America. What if I don’t make enough money and we can’t keep the house? What if we can’t eat in America either?
Daidi Daor,
Tomorrow we reach America. My mind is filled with worries but Mama tries to soothe me.
I am excited and nervous, I have never felt this way before. Tomorrow our new life begins. But you will be there Papa, you will always be with us.
Daidi Daor,
We have been in America for one week now. My job has been going well. I walk down the road two miles to a farm where I milk the cows. I am paid two dollars a week. That is enough money for food for a week! We are all very happy, but Isabelle gets lonely at the house all day. Our house is much the same as it was in Ireland. Mom likes her job very much too Papa! I am so happy for her especially. She has been smiling more. Although we like it very much here no one else likes us. We only talk to the people that came to America with us. The Americans won’t talk to us unless it is their job. A lot of them scowl or look away at us. I am upset by this but I have to remember this is better than