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GUIDELINES
1. This exam contains three passages, and five pictures. You must
choose ONE passage to analyze and TWO
pictures. Your passage analysis will be worth 10 points, each picture
analysis will be worth five.
2. A title page is unnecessary.
3. There are no set length requirements. You should try your very
best to be thorough.
4. Your response is due via email by 2:00 a.m. on Tuesday,
February 12, or in class on that same day.
INSTRUCTIONS
As I said on the first day of class, a historian is a detective.
The passages and pictures that you see here are the clues that we use
to learn about the past. So your task is to tell me what you, as a
detective, learn from these clues. A few pieces of advice:
1. You should make certain to tell me what you learn about the era
that the passage/picture portrays. If it is a picture of World War II,
for example, you should find several good observations to make about
World War II based on the picture. Please keep that last part
in mind. If your entire discussion is simply a list of facts that you
know about World War II, and has little or nothing to do with
analyzing the specific content of the picture, you will not do well.
2. You should make certain to pay attention to details. Sometimes
small details are the most important ones.
3. You should make certain to think about the big picture, as
well. If the passage or picture is, say, drawn from World War I, then
you should definitely talk about what it tells you about World War I.
But you should also try to some broader conclusions. How does it
compare, for example, to the readings you did about World War II or
the Spanish-American War? Are there certain things that seem to be
true in every war? Or do you sense a change over time? Or both?
4. You should make certain to be thoughtful and creative. There
really isn't such a thing as a wrong answer. If the picture or passage
puts an idea into your head, go with it. Just explain what it is about
the picture/passage that gave you that idea.
PASSAGE OPTIONS (Select ONE)
Passage Option 1: First Inaugural Address, by Franklin D. Roosevelt.
I am certain that my fellow Americans expect that on my induction into
the Presidency I will address them with a candor and a decision which
the present situation of our people impel. This is preeminently the time
to speak the truth, the whole truth, frankly and boldly. Nor need we
shrink from honestly facing conditions in our country today. This great
Nation will endure as it has endured, will revive and will prosper. So,
first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have
to fear is fear itselfÑnameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which
paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance. In every dark
hour of our national life a leadership of frankness and vigor has met
with that understanding and support of the people themselves which is
essential to victory. I am convinced that you will again give that
support to leadership in these critical days.
In such a spirit on my part and on yours we face our common
difficulties. They concern, thank God, only material things. Values have
shrunken to fantastic levels; taxes have risen; our ability to pay has
fallen; government of all kinds is faced by serious curtailment of
income; the means of exchange are frozen in the currents of trade; the
withered leaves of industrial enterprise lie on every side; farmers find
no markets for their produce; the savings of many years in thousands of
families are gone.
More important, a host of unemployed citizens face the grim problem
of existence, and an equally great number toil with little return. Only
a foolish optimist can deny the dark realities of the moment.
Yet our distress comes from no failure of substance. We are stricken
by no plague of locusts. Compared with the perils which our forefathers
conquered because they believed and were not afraid, we have still much
to be thankful for. Nature still offers her bounty and human efforts
have multiplied it. Plenty is at our doorstep, but a generous use of it
languishes in the very sight of the supply. Primarily this is because
the rulers of the exchange of mankind's goods have failed, through their
own stubbornness and their own incompetence, have admitted their
failure, and abdicated. Practices of the unscrupulous money changers
stand indicted in the court of public opinion, rejected by the hearts
and minds of men.
True they have tried, but their efforts have been cast in the pattern
of an outworn tradition. Faced by failure of credit they have proposed
only the lending of more money. Stripped of the lure of profit by which
to induce our people to follow their false leadership, they have
resorted to exhortations, pleading tearfully for restored confidence.
They know only the rules of a generation of self-seekers. They have no
vision, and when there is no vision the people perish.
The money changers have fled from their high seats in the temple of
our civilization. We may now restore that temple to the ancient truths.
The measure of the restoration lies in the extent to which we apply
social values more noble than mere monetary profit.
Happiness lies not in the mere possession of money; it lies in the
joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort. The joy and moral
stimulation of work no longer must be forgotten in the mad chase of
evanescent profits. These dark days will be worth all they cost us if
they teach us that our true destiny is not to be ministered unto but to
minister to ourselves and to our fellow men.
Recognition of the falsity of material wealth as the standard of
success goes hand in hand with the abandonment of the false belief that
public office and high political position are to be valued only by the
standards of pride of place and personal profit; and there must be an
end to a conduct in banking and in business which too often has given to
a sacred trust the likeness of callous and selfish wrongdoing. Small
wonder that confidence languishes, for it thrives only on honesty, on
honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection, on
unselfish performance; without them it cannot live.
Restoration calls, however, not for changes in ethics alone. This
Nation asks for action, and action now.
Our greatest primary task is to put people to work. This is no
unsolvable problem if we face it wisely and courageously. It can be
accomplished in part by direct recruiting by the Government itself,
treating the task as we would treat the emergency of a war, but at the
same time, through this employment, accomplishing greatly needed
projects to stimulate and reorganize the use of our natural resources.
Hand in hand with this we must frankly recognize the overbalance of
population in our industrial centers and, by engaging on a national
scale in a redistribution, endeavor to provide a better use of the land
for those best fitted for the land. The task can be helped by definite
efforts to raise the values of agricultural products and with this the
power to purchase the output of our cities. It can be helped by
preventing realistically the tragedy of the growing loss through
foreclosure of our small homes and our farms. It can be helped by
insistence that the Federal, State, and local governments act forthwith
on the demand that their cost be drastically reduced. It can be helped
by the unifying of relief activities which today are often scattered,
uneconomical, and unequal. It can be helped by national planning for and
supervision of all forms of transportation and of communications and
other utilities which have a definitely public character. There are many
ways in which it can be helped, but it can never be helped merely by
talking about it. We must act and act quickly.
Finally, in our progress toward a resumption of work we require two
safeguards against a return of the evils of the old order; there must be
a strict supervision of all banking and credits and investments; there
must be an end to speculation with other people's money, and there must
be provision for an adequate but sound currency.
There are the lines of attack. I shall presently urge upon a new
Congress in special session detailed measures for their fulfillment, and
I shall seek the immediate assistance of the several States.
Through this program of action we address ourselves to putting our
own national house in order and making income balance outgo. Our
international trade relations, though vastly important, are in point of
time and necessity secondary to the establishment of a sound national
economy. I favor as a practical policy the putting of first things
first. I shall spare no effort to restore world trade by international
economic readjustment, but the emergency at home cannot wait on that
accomplishment.
The basic thought that guides these specific means of national
recovery is not narrowly nationalistic. It is the insistence, as a first
consideration, upon the interdependence of the various elements in all
parts of the United StatesÑa recognition of the old and permanently
important manifestation of the American spirit of the pioneer. It is the
way to recovery. It is the immediate way. It is the strongest assurance
that the recovery will endure.
Passage Option 2: Over The Top, by Arthur Empey
In my second trip to the trenches our officer was making his rounds of
inspection, and we received the cheerful news that at four in the
morning we were to go over the top and take the German front-line
trench. My heart turned to lead. Then the officer carried on with his
instructions. To the best of my memory I recall them as follows: "At
eleven a wiring party will go out in front and cut lanes through our
barbed wire for the passage of troops in the morning. At two o'clock our
artillery will open up with an intense bombardment which will last until
four. Upon the lifting of the barrage, the first of the three waves will
go over." Then he left. Some of the Tommies, first getting permission
from the Sergeant, went into the machine-gunners' dugout, and wrote
letters home, saying that in the morning, they were going over the top,
and also that if the letters reached their destination it would mean
that the writer had been killed.
These letters were turned over to the captain with instructions to
mail same in the event of the writer's being killed. Some of the men
made out their wills in their pay book, under the caption, "will and
last testament."
Then the nerve-racking wait commenced. Every now and then I would
glance at the dial of my wrist-watch and was surprised to see how fast
the minutes passed by. About five minutes to two I got nervous waiting
for our guns to open up. I could not take my eyes from my watch. I
crouched against the parapet and strained my muscles in a death-like
grip upon my rifle. As the hands on my watch showed two o'clock, a
blinding red flare lighted up the sky in our rear, then thunder,
intermixed with a sharp, whistling sound in the air over our heads. The
shells from our guns were speeding on their way toward the German lines.
With one accord the men sprang up on the fire step and looked over the
top in the direction of the German trenches. A line of bursting shells
lighted up No Man's Land. The din was terrific and the ground trembled.
Then, high above our heads we could hear a sighing moan. Our big boys
behind the line had opened up and 9.2's and 15-inch shells commenced
dropping into the German lines. The flash of the guns behind the lines,
the scream of the shells through the air, and the flare of them,
bursting, was a spectacle that put Pain's greatest display into the
shade. The constant pup, pup, of German machine guns and an occasional
rattle of rifle firing gave me the impression of a huge audience
applauding the work of the batteries.
Our eighteen-pounders were destroying the German barbed wire, while
the heavier stuff was demolishing their trenches and bashing in dugouts
or funk-holes.
Then Fritz got busy.
Their shells went screaming overhead, aimed in the direction of the
flares from our batteries. Trench mortars started dropping "Minnies" in
our front line. We clicked several casualties. Then they suddenly
ceased. Our artillery had taped or silenced them.
During the bombardment you could almost read a newspaper in our
trench. Sometimes in the flare of a shell-burst a man's body would be
silhouetted against the parados of the trench and it appeared like a
huge monster. You could hardly hear yourself think. When an order was to
be passed down the trench, you had to yell it, using your hands as a
funnel into the ear of the man sitting next to you on the fire step. In
about twenty minutes a generous rum issue was doled out. After drinking
the rum, which tasted like varnish and sent a shudder through your
frame, you wondered why they made you wait until the lifting of the
barrage before going over. At ten minutes to four, word was passed down,
"Ten minutes to go!" Ten minutes to live! We were shivering all over. My
legs felt as if they were asleep. Then word was passed down: "First wave
get on and near the scaling ladders."
These were small wooden ladders which we had placed against the
parapet to enable us to go over the top on the lifting of the barrage.
"Ladders of Death" we called them, and veritably they were.
Before a charge Tommy is the politest of men. There is never any
pushing or crowding to be first up these ladders. We crouched around the
base of the ladders waiting for the word to go over. I was sick and
faint, and was puffing away at an unlighted fag. Then came the word,
"Three minutes to go; upon the lifting of the barrage and on the blast
of the whistles, 'Over the Top with the Best o' Luck and Give them
Hell.'" The famous phrase of the Western Front. The Jonah phrase of the
Western Front. To Tommy it means if you are lucky enough to come back,
you will be minus an arm or a leg. Tommy hates to be wished the best of
luck; so, when peace is declared, if it ever is, and you meet a Tommy on
the street, just wish him the best of luck and duck the brick that
follows.
Passage Option 3: Farewell to Manzanar, by Jeanne Wakatsuki-Houston
Papa would argue with Woody. Or rather, Woody would listen to Papa
lecture him on true loyalty, pacing from bunk to bunk, waving his cane.
"Listen to me, Woodrow. When a soldier goes into war, he must go
believing he is never coming back. That is why the Japanese are such
courageous warriors. They are prepared to die. They expect nothing else.
But to do that, you must believe in what you are fighting for. If you do
not believe, you will not be willing to die. If you are not willing to
die, you will not fight well. And if you don't fight well, you will
probably be killed stupidly, for the wrong reason, and unheroically. So
tell me, how can you think of going off to fight?"
Woody always answered softly, respectfully, with a boyish and
submissive smile. "I will fight well, Papa."
"In this war? How is it possible?"
"I am an American citizen. America is at war."
"But look where they have put us!"
"The more of us who go into the army, the sooner the war will be
over, and the sooner you and Mama will be out of here."
"Do you think I would risk losing a son for that?"
PICTURE OPTIONS (Pick TWO)
Picture Option 1: This shows Lakota Sioux
chief Sitting Bull (he's in the middle of the
left-hand column) and his closest followers, who
helped him to form the Strong Heart Warrior Society.
These pictures were all taken around the year 1885.
Click here to view the
picture.
Picture Option 2: This picture is entitled
"The Cuban Melodrama." It was published in 1898,
just before the Spanish-American War. Click here to view the picture.
Picture Option 3: This is a poster created
in 1916 by people who opposed women's suffrage.
Click here to view the
picture.
Picture Option 4: When you become a
soldier in the U.S. army, you are required to swear
an oath of loyalty to the United States. This
picture, taken in January of 1942, shows men who
joined the army shortly after Pearl Harbor, and who
are now taking their oath to become soldiers. Click
here to view the picture.
Picture Option 5: This picture, taken in
1943, shows an American tank. Attached to the tank
is the head of a Japanese soldier, who was killed
and then decapitated. The head is being used as a
"trophy." The use of enemy bodies in this way was
forbidden, but it still happened. Click here to view the picture.
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