During the 1920's my life was spent just not having a care in the world and just living life how it should be till the day the Great Depression came. When the stock market crashed it was as if it was the cause of many severe chain events. One of these chains of events was the Dust bowl which ruined my future for the rest of my life. Before the Dust bowl came about, my crops flourished and were the best of the land, many people came to me to by my many crops because they could not get the wonderful and glorious taste out of their mouths from my fruits and vegetables. My cattle were beefy and healthy from head to toe from grazing in the green luscious fields, till one day when the weather took a turn for the worse. After months of no rain my luscious fields turned in to nasty dirt and sand and it killed off all my fruits and vegetables. Me leaving my cattle out in the fields thinking that the weather would get better soon I was wrong. The next day I woke up and all of my cows were dead, when we tried to salvage meat we couldn't because the cows were filled up with dirt and sand. As the year went on I did not have enough fruit, vegetables, or no more cows to support my family with food or money to live off. So as a result of having no food no money and no shelter we had to move. We packed some of our things in little hobo sacks and tied them to poles so they were easier to carry and we were on our way. No care for the world now for our lives had been ruined and we just needed to find food and shelter. We started for the southwest boarder where there had been farmers needing helping hands to help harvest crops. The first few months were very hard when we were freezing and starving to death. Just to sleep warm we would hide in barn, trains, and where ever we could find some warmth. For food we had to steal, beg or try to trap something to eat or we starved for three or four days at a time even though it felt like forever. On our way we met a lot of people but none of them were friendly it was as if they thought we were diseased and we supposedly we were going to steal their jobs. So we were not welcome in many of the towns we passed through. If we were to get caught trespassing or boarding trains without tickets we would either get hung or thrown in to the slammer. There were many occasions where you were close to getting caught but many times we would just run till we couldn’t run no more, because we didn’t want to get hung. As many months went on we finally reached California, when we arrived we went straight to farms to ask if they needed any helping hands. Finally after bartering with many farmers I found a good paying job at 20 cents a day for pay. After two years of saving up money I finally owned my own farm yet again and started to grow back my luscious fields and wonderful tasting fruits and vegetables. Everything I used to have will never be the same to and I still get nightmares from my journey during the dust bowl. I am scarred till this day because of how hard my life was and the many obstacles I had to face on my journey.
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