My Father said he was let go. "Let go from what, Father?" I asked curiously. He walked to his and my Mother's room. Not too long after, I heard yelling. It wasn't until my Father stormed out of the house that I heard my Mother cry. What was happening? It wasn't until now, 4 years later that I understood what happened.
They call it "The Great Depression," it's a quite accurate name. My Father was unemployed, and started drinking. My Mother decided to attempt to get a job, even then, there wouldn't be enough money to support my Father's Alcohol addiction, my brother and myself. I've also noticed my neighbors talking about my Mother when I am doing my house chores. We have resorted to going to St. Paul's potluck Tuesday worship. Everyone who went, usually only went to get a full stomach.
I am in charge of patching up our clothes. We cant afford new ones, so I have to fix the ones we already have. Everybody says, "Use it up, wear it out, make do or do without,” maybe it'll catch on. This depression has taken a tole on everybody however, some families more than others. Everything has gone wrong, I heard about this crime duo, Bonnie and Clyde? They are going around robbing banks in the North. It's not so safe, so Mother says I have to be in by 5 in the evening. What are we going to do if this never gets better?
Hope this was good enough, made it up as I went along so you shouldn't have to worry about plagiarism. :)))
Answer:
In everyday situations, people obey orders because they want to get rewards, because they want to avoid the negative consequences of disobeying, and because they believe an authority is legitimate. ... People justify their behavior by assigning responsibility to the authority rather than themselves.
Answer:
Bellows
Explanation:
I am a blacksmith and use bellows all the time ^<^
