By: Damion D
California, Grade: 6

I am a little boy named Damion and I lived when the great depression began. It was hard for my parents and I to look for a job and survive. We had to grow our own food to survive. My parents were experts at growing food and they taught me how to grow my own food and pick them to eat.Our lives were hard, but we stayed alive by working together, taking care of ourselves by picking food, and learn how to survive without a job. One day we found a good job to do and the specific job is farming. Farming is hard work, but it's worth it than not having a job. My parents and I have seen other people that don't have a job are starving and one day they will have a job and will be happy.