Dust Bowl Descriptive Writing
I was in the kitchen, on Tuesday I was eating my breakfast, I had just finished getting ready for school. I go to look out the window to see if the bus is here yet, and I see it! I yelled at my mom and dad. It's back to the 'back'. Take a look at the cover! It's only 9 am and it's pitch black outside. There is so much dirt and dust outside, it goes so high in the air and I am terrified and my siblings are all crying. My parents gather all of us, and we all put towels on all doors and windows so no dust gets in. Me and my brother see all the animals and people running away from the dust storm. Momma grabbed my brother, sister, and dad. She gave us all wet towels to put on our faces. I can still taste the dirt. We all huddled in the middle of
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Many families suffered this dust bowl. Five years in a row corn and wheat products failed. Eventually, their financial problems matched their surroundings. With us having no rain, the soil became very dry and loose. All of the earlier soil was all packed down with crops but once the crops were destroyed it was easy to dry out the dirt and it would blow away. It's been almost three years into the dust bowl, and things are only getting worse. Many years into the dust bowl,after the storm passed our house was destroyed so the government was taking tractors and removing all useless houses. We all came home from work, school, etc. As we watched our house become nothing by the destruction of the tractor, I watched all the happy memories fade away. I cried for weeks and weeks, not realizing that all that time I could help repair and not destroy our family. I wasn't even thinking about other families, just myself. I knew that was selfish, but I was only a child. There were probably a bunch of people that passed away and I was crying because I didn't have a home. What if my brother was still in the bathroom and he could have died and I was crying because why? It wasn't a good reason to be crying that
Many families suffered this dust bowl. Five years in a row corn and wheat products failed. Eventually, their financial problems matched their surroundings. With us having no rain, the soil became very dry and loose. All of the earlier soil was all packed down with crops but once the crops were destroyed it was easy to dry out the dirt and it would blow away. It's been almost three years into the dust bowl, and things are only getting worse. Many years into the dust bowl,after the storm passed our house was destroyed so the government was taking tractors and removing all useless houses. We all came home from work, school, etc. As we watched our house become nothing by the destruction of the tractor, I watched all the happy memories fade away. I cried for weeks and weeks, not realizing that all that time I could help repair and not destroy our family. I wasn't even thinking about other families, just myself. I knew that was selfish, but I was only a child. There were probably a bunch of people that passed away and I was crying because I didn't have a home. What if my brother was still in the bathroom and he could have died and I was crying because why? It wasn't a good reason to be crying that