It was a dusty day on the farm, dirt all on my arm. The 'Dust Bowl' is what it's being called, all of my goods sprawled.

Hoover takes my money, when I'm in need.

So many Americans plead.

Gotta sell my ring that I bought for my mama.

Seems like millions goin through the same trauma.

Me and my mom-

Now that we sold everything we've made some dough.

But I still have to find a job though. 

Everyone crowding, scrambling for a job, what has America turned into, a mob?

I heard the CCC was hirin', I didn't get in, it's so tirin'. I would've had to do manual work, but it would've worked.

Ima have to start making tunes, whatever can get us by, anything that'll keep us alive.

Mob

of

men-

"Banks failing, citizens bailing.

We've been told that everything would be gold, so far nothing has glowed, the economy has been slowed". 

That's what I got so far, it's nothing much, but I told my mom that I'm gonna clutch.

                                        -No money

My songs are playing on the radio, because everybody got one.

We had to move out to the city because our farm got destroyed, thankfully we got a small apartment, because now I'm employed.

A few years later, the depression ended, lots more have jobs, less people are dependent of the government, less economic tanglement.

                    -Banks back in business

Every idea included in the book.

Pg.1-Dust Bowl, Hoover reputation, families having to sell things for money.

Pg.2-Many people wanted jobs, New Deal, people having to do any job to provide for their families.

Pg.3-Many banks failed, many Americans fled the country, FDR's promise.

Pg.4-Radio's were the most popular form of entertainment because they were affordable and transportable, farmers had to move because their land got destroyed, end of depression.