By: Maria V
Missouri, Grade: 4

Dear Diary,Sometimes I wonder whether i'm going to get through this alive.Gee golly,that word gives me hope.Alive.Safe.Right now,all seems lost.It is the worst year of the depression,they say.1932.Now,I am starting to think they a true.My friend,Lucy,reads awful scary books by that horrible man Edgar Allen Poe.I like to read things that give me hope,and I also like writing poems about this depression,and I like to listen to songs by Woody Guthrie.I like to learn about the depression,so I can find out how to end it,like Abraham Lincoln ended slavery.He abolished it.I'm going to abolish this depression.I'm going to give people hope.