Molly
Bryan
Elise
Natalie
Josiah
Clair
If These Walls Could Talk.....or
The Bozeman Opera House
“If These Walls Could
Talk” ByAmber
Hi! I am the Bozeman Opera
house. I had many jobs like; keeping the treasury and keeping the bad
guys in. I also had a court, library, fire station and most importantly
the Opera House. I thought I was the prettiest building ever!
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“If These Walls Could Talk”
I am the Opera House. I am the
Opera House who was great in Bozeman, the Opera House that had a bridge
between the Bozeman Hotel and me. It crossed the muddy street. I loved
the music that took place inside me. It crossed the muddy street. I
loved the music that took place inside me. I also had a tax office and
a jail house. I was a fire station and I had many offices. That was all
before they decided to tear me down. That was some information on me. I
am the Opera House!
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Clair
Sound bounced off me then back
again. The Opera House echoed with singing and applauding...
I was built
in 1889. Besides the auditorium there were a lot of other businesses
like the jail house, city hall, the treasures office, and other offices
all scattered out all through the building. 900 people could fit
between me and the other walls. The jail was below the auditorium. I
was torn down in the 1960’s.
...The
Opera
House fell silent... as I crashed to the ground.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Hadley
I was built in 1889. I used to
be a jail house, a city hall and the treasure’s office. I had 900
people in the auditorium above the jail. I had the first library at the
Opera House.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Hailey
Mayor Bogart went to the city
to
make me so, they did in 1889. In me there was a fire house, a jail, the
first library, the city court, and a bank with the city vault. The city
had Vreeland design me. I was right across from the Bozeman Hotel
downtown. I could hold 900 people at the same time. Men and women were
not allowed in the library at the same time. There was a bridge that
led from the Bozeman Hotel to me, so you wouldn’t get your clothes
dirty when you walked across the dirt road. Then nobody would use me
anymore so, the city took me down in the 1960’s. Who am I?...The Opera
House, of course!
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Ellie
I am the
Opera House. I was built in 1889 I was huge. I was not only an Opera
House I was a jail, a fire station, a library, a courthouse, and
treasury. I could fit 900 people at a time! Sadly in the 1960s I, all
of me, opera house, jail ,court house, fire station, library, and
treasury, was torn down .On the bright side, my stained glass
window is now in the Museum of the Rockies, my bell is in the fire
station, and my door was recently found in the city yards. That is my
story!
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Olivia
I am the Opera House. I was
built in 1889. The establishments that were in me were the; city hall,
the jail, the firehouse, a bank, and the first library. Also, I was a
city vault, the court house, the treasury, the office of lights and a
storage place. There were separate times for men and women to attend my
productions, which were good for the whole family. my tower had a bell
in it, which is now at the most recent fire station. Above my doors
there was a stained glass window that looked like a half-circle that
said opera house, which is now at the museum. in the 1900’s the people
used me for weddings and funerals. In the 1960’s they tore me down and
built a new city hall diagonally across the street. I was an amazing
structure and i hope I will be remembered for a long time.
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“If these Walls Could Talk”
By Elise
This is what I think they
would
say. Hello! I’m the Opera House in Bozeman. I have
had many different jobs. One of my favorites was being a Library
for all people of Bozeman, but men and wo men had different hours to be
at the Library. This made it quite rediculous. That made my
walls shake with laughter and joy.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Josiah
If I was the opera house I
would
be opened everyday and year and the now and forever from 1883 to
2007. so that’s when I’d be torn down.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Michael
One day Mayor Bogert got a
fabulous idea. It was me! I was built in 1889. Inside
me there was a jail, a fire station, an opera house, the first library,
the police department, and the band. I could fit 900 people in
me, but then I was torn down. That’s it.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Marco
If these walls could talk they
would tell you that I was built in 1889 by Vreeland, and I was torn
down in the 1960s. Between he time I was standing I was a jail, a
firehouse, an opera house, the first library, the city courthouse, and
a police department. All the kids, moms, and dads would come to
my opera house dressed in the nicest clothes they could afford. I
would always have around 900 people. Even the people in the jail
would have fun listening to the show. In my library I would have
the men and women come at separate times In the day I could still
hear the cheering of the audience.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Rachel
John Bogert built me in
1889. He was a very amazing man. Kids and city council members
funded my existence. Pretty soon I was the big hit in
Bozeman. My theater could hold up to 900 people. Men,
women, and children . Everybody absolutely loved me. Soon
bozeman’s population grew and grew and that meant more people coming to
my show. Then the people of Bozeman took my eagle down from my
100 tower. In 1960 they tore all of me down. Now I am
a huge pile of bricks. I am the Bozeman Opera House.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Molly
It was all his idea. Mr.
John V. Bogert invented it all. He built me in 1889, looming all
snazzy and new. I was very admired. The city council voted
3 times to fund my existence, until it finally passed, and I was the
big hit of the show! Bozeman’s One and Only Opera House! I was
open to people of all ages, kids and adults, men and women.
I held up to 900 people! The railroad was a big help to me,
because it brought in more people to Bozeman. More people in
Bozeman meant more people in the Opera House! I was a big hit and
a star for more than 70 years before they tore my eagle tower
down. With my eagle not there to admire, I didn’t hold
long. After a little while, Bozeman decided to tear all of me
down. Even though I am piles of bricks now, I and the rest of
Bozeman knew I’d always have the same importance as ever. That’s
my story. I am he Opera
House!
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Natalie
Oh, Hello! I’m the famous
Opera
House. Yes, I know I’m bragging but being not only an Opera House
but a jail, a firehouse, library, city courthouse, police department,
and bank really isn’t that fun. At night in the Opera House it’s
noisy, and the judge keeps pounding the gavel. All of the people
act as if I don’t have ears. It’s quite rude actually. They
don’t know that I’m old! I was born in 1883, and I know my time
is coming soon. A few months ago, I heard somebody say I
was ugly, and the plays in the auditorium were boring. Yesterday,
the people started putting storage in the auditorium. Oh
no! I can feel one of those people trying to hit me with a
wrecking ball! goodbye, farewell, best wishes to you.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Riley
I was made in 1889. i
had
a jail, a firehouse, the first library, a bank, a court house, and a
police department inside my walls. I, the Opera House, gave great
deals on seats. They had jail cells for men and women. On
top of me I had an eagle.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Cole
I was born or built in
1889. I died in the 1960s. It was a sad day for me and
Bozeman. That morning I was sleeping. The night before las
night 900 people came in for a show. man I was full, and it was a
full house. there w ere 300 kids, and 600 grownups. I was
designed by Vreeland. He was a nice guy, because I am a nice
guy. did I mention anyone can come in me. Seats cost 55
cents for an okay seat. A good seat costs $10 for the front
row. Expensive, yes, but worth it. Only come at
night. Thanks.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Connor
“I, the Bozeman City Opera
House, was built in 1889. Mayor Bogert proposed for myself to be
built. I’m not just an opera house. I’m a jail, a
firehouse, a city court house, a library, a police department, a bank,
and an auditorium. There was a bridge between the Bozeman Hotel
and me. I wouldn’t let men and women be in the library at the
same time. My auditorium could seat 900 people. Sadly I was
destroyed in the 1960s.” I said.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Nolan
I was built in 1889.
Bogert thought of me and everything. There’s a bridge from my
friend, the Bozeman Hotel, to me so people in dresses don’t get mud on
them. I have a lot of stuff like a city vault a jail, of course
the fire house, a library, and the city court. The best part is
kids can come unlike some places where they show skin. The people
voted 3 times to give money to me. What I did not like is that
there were different times for boys and girls to go to the
library. 900 people can fit in me.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Dani
I was built
in eighteen eighty nine and inside of me there was a jail, opera house,
fire house and the first library was inside of me the city courthouse,
the police department, a bank and I had a lot of stained glass windows
on my outside. My auditorium could seat nine hundred people, and did
you know that in the library back when I was still standing that there
were different houses for men and women, because it was improper for
them to be in the library at the same time. I can still remember when
the women hours came, I could feel their feet stomping on the floor in
their heels, and there was a lot of them, and it always made me quiver,
because their petticoats and corsets and underlayers were always so
heavy. Before I was built the city council voted three times
before they decided to build me, but then they finally
agreed. I was built with brick because if I was built with wood
then I might catch on fire. I was also built with brick so
it would look like I would be here to stay. In the end I
didn’t end up staying. I am thankful for the railroad, because it
brought the supplies for me to be built. It also brought people
so they could come in my library, opera house, and city
hall. It also brought firemen so they could save people and other
buildings. I was torn down in the 1960s, and I wish that I was
still here to se the city’s development.
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"If
These Walls Could Talk” By
Arlen
If the
walls
of the Opera House could talk it would say, “I was built in 1889.
People were coming from the wagon trains and Mayor Bogert thought that
the town needed a few things. These things included a jail, a
firehouse, a police department, and yours truly, an Opera House.
I was great! People loved to come, even the kids. I could
fit 900 people, and I was almost always full. Oh! Let’s not
forget about the stained glass windows on my chest. They were
beautiful. then somewhere in the 1960s not as many people were
coming, and the mayor decided to tear me down. That was the end
of that.” Since the Opera House can’t talk, you will have to ask
someone else.
“If These Walls Could Talk” By Bridget
Could you
tell me a little about yourself? “I was built in 1889. It was the best
of my life. I was sparkling clean, and everybody came to my opening. As
the days went on everything was the same. What can I say I was a
multitasking box. Well technically I was an auditorium,
firehouse, a library, a treasury, a jail, city court and the city
vault. I must say I was popular, but kept getting older and older. My
auditorium was turned into Christmas storage. But I’m not going to get
into the sad stuff. Here’s a few parts about myself. I fit 900 people
in my auditorium. Kids could come in unlike other places. I sure did
like to see their smiling faces. Lastly people liked me to give money
to preserve me three times, and that's why I don’t why. In the
1960’s they knocked me down. The bell from my bell tower is at the new
fire station. My older door is in the city yards and the rest of
me. Sorry I’m getting all choked up is that all you need.” Yeah that's
fine.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Nancy
I was built
in 1889, when the Northern railroad came through. the miners needed
entertainment along with a place to stay. So, alas, i was built. I was
a big deal, gave the town a homey feeling. I was not a simple old
auditorium. I was a fire house, a police station, a jail, the first
library, and the city courthouse. I was a beautiful building. That was
put to good use, until they tore me down! I became a Christmas storage
unit. Well, I will get to that later. I was a huge deal. I even had a
bridge that led you from the Bozeman hotel to my grand entrance. You
see, my friend , only wealthy people could come to see my performances.
I seated 900 people. So you could mainly get a cheap ticket(if you
wanted to sit in the back). I was a beautiful place as I have many
times said, but people later used me as mere storage for Christmas
decorations. They tore me down. Yes stain glass windows sit in a museum
where people look at things that are in glass cases. My bell is at the
fire station. They ripped me apart as if i were a block set and a
small child could take apart. That is my story as it is, thank
you.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Gabriel
I am the
opera house. I was built in 1889. I had a jail, firehouse, treasury,
library, courthouse, opera house, and police department. There was a
bridge to my door from the Bozeman hotel. The bridge was so people
wouldn't get muddy on the street. My auditorium could seat nine hundred
people. I was torn down one gloomy morning. I had known their event was
coming for several weeks, but today was the day. People sold my bricks
for a dollar a piece. They took my stain glass windows and put
them in a museum. They even took my big bell and used it at the
fire station. The city council voted 3 times to give money to me, but
sadly I still got torn down.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Margot
I am the
opera house. I stood tall. Now I sit at the bottom of soil and listen
for that sweet music again. I’ve never heard it since the 1960’s. Now
the story, the story of my life, i was built in 1889 and lived till
1960. I was torn down. They stripped my stain glass windows and doors
off me. They took my bell out of its spot. Then it happened why, why,
why? I have so many things. That are used almost every day. Like I had
the jail, the firehouse, city hall, and my auditorium that could hold
900 people! There was a tax spot to pay taxes and the very first
library ever! I also had city court, the city vault, the treasury were
also here. That's my story. Hope you liked it. Oh yeah one more thing,
thanks for tearing me down.
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Willy
Well, I guess I better start
from the beginning, like when I was built. It all started in 1889. I
got to be a fire house and a jail. It was back in the time when the
streets were mud, the way of trasportation was horse and buggy. Oh,
guess what? I was also the Opera House! There was a small bridge over
the street like a gang way. 900 people could fit in the theater. I held
most of the important things. I held the treasury or something like a
bank. I also had the first library in me. Sadly, I was torn down in
1965 but, I am still remembered. So many great things happened to me!
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“If These Walls Could Talk” By Evan
Hi, I am
the
Opera House. I was built in 1889. During my existence there were
several shows that were performed in me. I was also a fire station, a
jail, the treasury, and a city hall. It was the music in me that I
loved the most. Each thing that I was, was like a personality. The fire
station meant I would help people live through music. The jail meant I
would keep the secrets of bad singers and actors locked up. Like city
hall I was determined. Who is a good musician? A treasury because music
is a treasure.
There were
not many big brick buildings in the late 1800’s and early 1900’s, I was
one of them. I had nine hundred seats in my auditorium. My dressing
room was right above my jail cells. john Bogart thought it would be a
good idea to build me. I was designed by Vreeland. When you came to one
of my shows you would wear something nice, and you did not have to pay
very much. My musical bricks fell when I was torn down in the 1960’s.
This is the story of my life as the Opera House.
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By David
I, the Opera House, was built
in
1897. I was one of the only brick
buildings in Bozeman at the
time. Plays and concerts were performed in
me. I had a treasury, a fire
station, a jail, and the city hall. My
dressing rooms were right
above
the jail. Below the jail there was an
auditorium. I had the first
library and everybody could come. Whenever
you came to see shows in me,
you
had to wear something nice. John Bogert
liked me, but I was torn down
in
the 1960s.
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