June 17 1932
Today was the day I found out my dad lost his job. I don't know how we're going to eat. The bread lines are getting far too long to stand in with the heat. Last Christmas we had a numorous amount of vegetables and, secretly, I took seeds form the peppers and the tomatoes in case this event would occour. But planting seems overrated with the huge amount of chores I have to do. With father out of a job and trying to find one, it takes up his time to fullfill his homely duties; With mother away on her buisness trip obviuosly she can't cook the little food we have or clean or anything, I am left running the house. My 11 year old sisters Mary and Marie, who I should mention are twins, have helped me as much as they can. Highschool has become a hindrence with my new found chores. The teachers are hard to pay attension to, but still, what does it matter? If my family can't find money for food, how will they pay for college? I want to believe that I
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