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Life has changed since the day the stock market crashed. My daily routine is drastically different from what it was a few years ago. Before I used to watch my siblings during the day and hang out with my friends during the night. Now I get up very early to get to work. I hardly ever eat breakfast anymore because I want to make sure my siblings have something to eat. I only work part time at the textile factory because the owners cant afford to higher us full time. But I'm glad I work their at all because I know plenty of people where no one in their family has a job. On my way home, I pick up my brother and sister from the Jackson's. They were very wealthy before the stock market crash and they are kind enough to give my brother and sister a few pennies for doing odd jobs around the house. At home, I try to keep them busy, keep their minds off the hunger that claws through their stomach. I know because that beast is within me too. We go without lunch these days. We can't afford it. Only breakfast and dinner for us. Just dinner for me. My parents both were lucky enough to keep their full time jobs, so they come home late. It's my job to make dinner. Buy the time my parents get home, I've already put my siblings to bed. With my parents I share whatever they didn't eat. It's not the best life, but we are one of the lucky few to be eating at all. Let alone underneath a roof we can call our own.
- Mary Anne Smith


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Many people were not as fortunate as Mary to have their own home. Many lost their home when the stock market crashed. This picture depicts what some homeless people experienced.

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16 Apr 2020

Life During the Great Depression

January 08, 1931

DAILY LIFE
Life has changed since the day the stock market crashed. My daily routine is drastically different from what it was a few years ago. Before I used to watch my siblings during the day and hang out with my friends during the night. Now I get up very early to get to work. I hardly ever eat breakfast anymore because I want to make sure my siblings have something to eat. I only work part time at the textile factory because the owners cant afford to higher us full time. But I'm glad I work their at all because I know plenty of people where no one in their family has a job. On my way home, I pick up my brother and sister from the Jackson's. They were very wealthy before the stock market crash and they are kind enough to give my brother and sister a few pennies for doing odd jobs around the house. At home, I try to keep them busy, keep their minds off the hunger that claws through their stomach. I know because that beast is within me too. We go without lunch these days. We can't afford it. Only breakfast and dinner for us. Just dinner for me. My parents both were lucky enough to keep their full time jobs, so they come home late. It's my job to make dinner. Buy the time my parents get home, I've already put my siblings to bed. With my parents I share whatever they didn't eat. It's not the best life, but we are one of the lucky few to be eating at all. Let alone underneath a roof we can call our own.
- Mary Anne Smith


https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/1a/2e/03/1a2e033f47f61ae6e37d4236345e0955.jpg
Many people were not as fortunate as Mary to have their own home. Many lost their home when the stock market crashed. This picture depicts what some homeless people experienced.

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