Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Battle of Queenston Heights ~ featuring 13 year old Benjamin Fisher ~ War of 1812 Reenactor


Benjamin Fisher ~ War of 1812 Reenactor
Ontario Visited ~ War of 1812 Celebrations
Festival Nomad Correspondent
 
THE BATTLE OF QUEENSTON HEIGHTS
1812-2012 ~ written by Benjamin Fisher
Saturday, October 13, 2012: 200th Anniversary- Battle of Queenston Heights … continued

 While marching to the battle field we were informed that there will be 4 battle scenarios one of which was fought by the native re-enactors. We saw pyrotechnics set up to imitate the falling cannon balls.  We did not partake in the first battle because the militia was not there. The first battle ended and we set out for our first battle of the day. We all decided that no one shall die in the first one, but when Brock is shot we will all scream in terror, take one last shot and scatter out of the area. So we started marching out on to the field (which was probably the size of 2 football fields we saw the first cannon fire a huge ball of smoke explode near the American soldiers. We then fired and marched with Brock out near the Americans. They shot and Brock had fallen to the ground sword in hand.  We all yelled, shot once more and scattered out to the edge of the field where the other 8 or so regiments waited until they entered the field. Once everyone was back we planned who was going to be a “D.D” (Designated Dead). Thankfully I was not chosen to be dragged off the field when it was over. We entered the field again and shot about 3 times and left the field (like we were scared) a few dragged out the dead guys. We then decided (once we were all off) that I will die in the next battle along with 3 other guys. So we all went in for the last time. We went and lined up in front of the artillery. But before we did they fired 3 shots and a giant ball of smoke rose in the distance along with 2 small fireworks resembling rockets. Once we were lined up we fired twice, the Americans returned fire. We fired again and I said “if they fire I am dying right now”. Sure enough they fired in our direction and I went down groaning and yelling. Some of the guys yelled “good one, Benn!”  However one re enactor known as “Rooster” yelled “YOU KILLED MY SON YOU BLOODY YANKEES!!!”

(To Be Continued)


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