Well, it's a phrase. Gold, Glory, and God!
Dear Auntie,
How are you? How is your family style going? The year is 1932, and I've been listening to the election between Roosevelt and Hoover. My side of the story isn't so bright as you would've or expected it to be. Over the past few days I was doing fine until I was plummeted into poverty by the stock market crash. I might loos my job Auntie. I'm gonna cry. I don't like this. And now I have to live in a one bedroom apartment with seven of our family members. It's so crammed in that apartment. Herbert Hoover and Franklin Roosevelt were two men with completely opposite ideas on how to get the country out of the Great Depression. Not only were their policies different from one another, and the way they were raised, they were also from different political parties.
I don't know who's gonna win this election. It'd the Great Depression here, there, maybe even where you live. I don't like it here. It get more sad and people just want to have a good life after and during this election because they want a really good president. Maybe I can vote this time? The seven families are doing fine by the way cause I just knew you wanted to know. I might have to move back to Europe. Everyone here is so..... mean, depressed, worried about how there life is going to end up as. I don't blame them. I love you Auntie and I want to see you again but, I don't know if that's gonna happen in the great depression and me being an immigrant..
Sincerely your niece,
Leah
P.S. everyone loves and really misses you. We will figure this out together as a family. I really love you.
A satire is making fun of something and ode is a poem
C . Suspicious Because They Didn’t Tell Them What They Did
