Lost and Gain

During the Great Depression in 1929, there was Fernando Francisco the farmer with his only alluring and style 16 year old daughter Nancy Francisco at their barn. On a Tuesday morning in October 29, 1929, Fernando rocked back and forth, while glimpsing through the newspaper. Something caught his eye, it was this “The stock market has just crashed today, Wall street is in a panic and wiped out millions of investors.” After reading, Fernando went straight to the front of the entrance, and started to make billboards.

God created all of us and perhaps a mother is the best creation of god. It is the mother who gives her child the chance to see this beautiful world. She is the light when there is no hope, she is the shadow when there is no place to hide, she is the shelter of her child when the storm is destroying the whole world. Mother is like the one no one can compare anything to her and for a lot of people she is the one who helped them to make them who they are now. She is the guide who shows the best way for her child to their success and become an integral part of their life. Overall, she always tries to do something best for her child and here is the problem. Because, sometimes some mother do not figure it out what is best for her child. In “Two Kinds”

I ask my dad, Genaro, if he remembers the day he came here to California, his response is immediate, “July 8, 1989. And I am pretty sure it was a Sunday”. His accent is hardly audible, but it’s there. He’s wrong by the way, it turns out it was a Saturday. I’m still impressed though. Not too bad, considering that 27 years have gone by since he and his father (Rafael), had come to California. My father’s decision to settle in California was a result of internal and external conflicts. More often than not, a person’s change in residence is an effect of micro and macro factors

The older I get, the more I see the efforts my mom has made to see me happy, my mother is the type of women that would do anything to keep me safe, just like Cleofila, she decided that the best for her babies was to leave her husband and start a future by herself. I relate Juan Pedro, Cleofila’s husband to my father, because he didn’t fight for his kids, he would treat woman very badly, he was teaching his kid to be a bad person and to not respect others. Juan Pedro never actually cared about his family, just like my father, but who needs a father when you have a mother like mine? I asked my mom once why didn’t she stayed with my father and she responded firmly, “I didn’t wanted to depend on a man, I am a woman that didn’t had a career back then and with you, it would be hard

This book takes place primarily in the South and West coasts of the United States (as well as central U.S.), but also includes a few excerpts from people who had lived in New York as well as several other places affected by the economic downfall.

Things are quite different now from when my parents and grand-parents were my age. The obvious difference of the advances in technology aside, a level of respect and admiration for people of close proximity and of neighboring communities and states has changed. One constant among many generations has been the fact that financial stability generally leads to economic growth and prosperity. Perhaps the greatest sign that a group of people have managed to achieve a level of financial success is through home ownership. Neighborhoods and communities began to develop and prosper during such an occurrence, and many businesses

My mom, Christina Hasselbalch, is a single, full-time working mother who somehow finds time to always be there for me. She wakes up every day at five AM to turn the heat on and wake up so she can wake me up at six. After I leave for school she works long and hard hours so can provide for me. She also drives me everywhere from soccer to my friends’ houses. So she does a lot but, somehow she finds time to keep the house clean and cook all my meals. My mom is an excellent mom because even though she works really hard for me he always finds time to hang out with me.

For the generation of the 1950s, moving from the cities to the suburbs became the American dream. The Depression was over, and so was the war. It was time for living well. The idea of an egalitarian society gave way to post-war material prosperity and the steady march of young relative affluents, or affluents as described in this context, toward the garden areas outside of the city. There, families could be raised in the fresh air and a fresh new environment of the suburbs. “Easy Living” became the motto ; the ultimate goal, live the new American dream: a house, a car, a dog and the often cited 2.3 children. In those times, “…corporations appeared to provide a blissful answer to postwar life with the marketing of new technologies—television, affordable cars, space travel, fast food—and lifestyles, such as carefully planned suburban communities centered around the nuclear family. The main engines of economic growth during the 1950s were residential construction and spending on consumer goods. The dream of home ownership came within reach of the majority of Americans.

This article, although subtly, draws upon the profound comparisons that can be found throughout history.Though not as vastly spread, parallels can be drawn from the era in which the Roaring Twenties swiftly turned into the greatest depression America had ever seen as people’s lives and emotional and financial stabilities were dramatically decreased. The recession of 2008 found many families who were once seen as somewhat prosperous or financially stable, stumbling to put the pieces back together as their most valuable assets in the forms of cars, businesses, and houses, were no longer seen as prosperous. With an era of apparent recession, deception is almost undeniable and unavoidable. Charles E. Gillard’s and John Gabriel’s

Homeownership first became attainable for many Americans in the 1950’s when New Deal legislation compounded the effects of post World War II social reform programs and an increase in home construction promoted homeownership among white Americans. For the first three decades of the 20th century,

    Families have been portrayed as “perfect.” A mother who loves her children no matter what and father who provides and children who are smart, creative and well behaved. Mothers are the ones who love their child the most. As stated in, “What ‘mom’ really means in America,”  Mother Love is a notion that the bond between a mother and a child was sacred, all- encompassing duty (Peterson 1). However in this contemporary movie, Penelope, the mother is portrayed as selfish and unaccepting to her daughter.

The Great Depression touched people at every race and income level. It seemed no one was exempt from the emotional and economic toll of the downturn. Lives were turned upside down, and many did not know how to cope. With the financial collapse, kids lost their college funds, and families lost their homes. Families had to resort to making shelter any way they could. Communities were erected in almost every state that consisted of shelters made of crates and metal sheets; these communities were known as “Hoovervilles” (Leuchtenburg, pg. 251). Others would seek refuge in caves, subways, and under bridges (Leuchtenburg, pg. 252). The life savings of many were lost before anyone could comprehend what was happening.

Our society has high expectations of mothers: we expect them to be guardian angels. I am not an angel, but there is something powerful and spiritual I feel in the connection I have to my children and I have high expectations of myself. I always know when my son or daughter is telling a lie or the truth, and I know when one of my children is sick before they know it themselves. When they scream with a fever, I shudder inside even though I must look strong on the outside. I demand respect, but my love is unconditional.

Imagine livings in generation were your struggle to support your family, you struggle to put food on the table for yourself or even your family, you can’t get the things that entertain/make yourself and your family happy like a TV, a computer and etc. People who lived in the generation of 1929- 1939 didn’t need to imagine this; this was their reality to them. People lost their jobs, had no sort of income many people became homeless poverty was a big issue, this was the start of the great depression .The great depression was On October 24, 1929, it was caused when the New York Stock Exchange.....

As soon as we set foot in that house I knew, we were going to raise our son there, this was going to be our home forever. The home was beautiful the outside was covered with white brick, there was a grand double door opening, there was even a grand foye, it was mansion. At first I was wondering why the price was so low but Lila told me to forget about it and that I did. We put in an offer on the house right away, we waited two long weeks before we found out that the owners had accepted our offers. We moved in two months before Lila’s due date. The first room