The movement on the Highways:
The movement on the highway's have given me a whole new outlook, now when I travel on the highway, I imagine lines and lines of people walking, camping and sleeping on them. In the ditches lined with children and families who once had a bit of self worth. Who now are displaced and afraid. Living day to day with uncertainty. I have to remember as it is so powerfully said in chapter 2o this is one of the two paragraph that has touched me.
'The MOVING, questing people migrants now. Those families which had lived on a little piece of land , who had lived and died on forty acres, had eaten and starved on the produce of forty acres, had now the whole West to rove in. And they scampered about looking for work; and the highways were streams of people.' Wow, how powerful and what a visual you get in this paragraph. My reasoning for posting the photo of the children is this, these are children of the camps. They ended up from the highways to the camps but even here while there was running water, food the children still look so afraid, so unsure and wondering where they might have to move nest. My reasoning for making the word 'had' bold was because it is so imperatively on getting the point across of what the Joads and the other people had once. Now they are left to living in ditches on the highways, being hungry, dirty, afraid. Treated as though they were not 'human' in many cases. Always referred to as 'The Goddamn Okies'. A statement like that to me makes you become of a non-human person.
|Migrant family from Idabel on the road to |
|Migrant family from Muskogee, Oklahoma|
|Will We Eat Today?|
The word 'changed' them jumped out to me. The writer was wanting to see, to know to feel the way those poor people felt. This has happened to people we love and know today. I have asked many times when was I young to my grandparents about how they lived and what the Great Depression was like and they shared these same stories. When your so hungry, your children hungry and sick you will do what it takes to get food. Sometimes that meant people dying or getting hurt. It is known as survival. Families than were so much more united as they grew up. Some families were destroyed yes, but through a tragedy such as this you grow and you remember where you came from and what you had once lost and that was for many of 'Those families which had lived on a little piece of land, who had lived and died on forty acres, had eaten and starved on produce of forty acres.'