Great+depression+and+New+Deal

For our study of the Great Depression and the New Deal, we have participated in the Day in the Life of a Hobo project. Below you will find creative stories we have written that allowed us to assume the identity of a tennage hobo during the Great Depression. Also below are some creative projects we completed that further reflects our understanding of this era. Also below you will find a PowerPoint on the Great Depression and the New Deal.

=__﻿A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A HOBO HISTORICAL FICTION STORIES__= Timmy's Journey Hariet's Diner Jack and Me Walter Junior The Jungle Journal Popcorn Your Angel I Had No Choice but to Leave Sink or Swim Caleb's Journal Off On My Own Leaving Lowell Dodging the Bulls I Can Never Go Back

=__**CREATIVE PROJECTS**__= __[|Bearing the Years (by Luis)]__ [|Where to Go? (by Becca)] [|Surviving the Rails (by Alex)] [|Helping Hands (by Maddy)] [|Packing Out (by Jaci)] [|Stuck (by Tyler)] [|Life Turned Upside Down (by Emily)]

Miss You by Jeremy Griffin Hi Mom and Dad, it’s James, I wish I was back home with you guys in Kansas.

It’s three days after my 16th birthday and I really wish I had gotten to spend it with

both of you. I’m now on my way to California to try and find a job out there. If I

happen to find one you guys will be the first to know, and I will send money as soon

as I can. Today I was in the train yard, and I was running from the bulls, you know

the police that patrol the railroad stops. I hopped on a train heading toward

California, so I’m going to try my luck there, and hopefully things will be better for

me there than they are back at home in Kansas. I know dad is unable to work

because of the paralyzing car accident, and the only reason I left was to help you

both out with some cash. I really don’t want us to all be homeless. I stopped at my

first jungle yesterday and slept the night there. All the people there were really nice

and they took care of me as if I were one of there own. They all noticed I didn’t have anything but the clothes on my back and a small pocket knife. It has been really hard

for me to find food lately, I have been doing small jobs for food, but they don’t give

me much money, I’m really hungry. A nice old man shared his roll and meatloaf with

me, he saw how hungry I was. But don’t worry about me I know how hard it is at

home for you guys and I’m going to help as soon as I get to California. My plan is to

get a steady job so I can send back money every week to both of you guys. Last week

was kind of hard, Jim and I were caught by the bulls when we were pulling into the

station and they threw us both in jail. But it actually was nice to sleep in a bed for

the first time in awhile. I heard about the CCC camps, I’m sure you guys know what

those are, they help teenagers get jobs, you know President Roosevelt started them

I think that I might try to go to one of those if thing’s out in California don’t work for

me, anyways I’m going to keep looking into it. The trains I have been riding have

been packed full of kids. Many of them are in a similar situation as me. I have met

so many people from all over the country, even a boy from Kansas, the other side of

the state from us. So many trying to do the same thing as I am, just trying to get by.

It has

me so far, but I think I’m beginning to adjust. I am physically so worn out from lack

of real sleep, I’m hoping to reach California by tomorrow, today has been quite an

emotional day as Jim has decided to head back to Kansas, he just couldn’t hang

anymore. I’m really going to miss his company I’m now on my own and alone here ,

I’m going to try and rest a bit before I hop on my last train to California. I miss you

guys greatly, and I hope to be home soon. I will keep writing you, I love you both,

take care,

James