Douglas Andrews per.3
Assignment 3

Journal 1

We just got some orders that we have to relocate. I don't really understand why, but we have no choice. I just sold my record player and all of my records. Mom says I won't be able to use them where we are going. They say the busses will be here in a few days and we will be going to a camp for a few months, so I have no idea when I will come back home.

Journal 2

Where are we? After riding hours and hours on a small crowded bus, we arrive at what looks like a small city. The sign says, "Manzanar." I have no idea what it means, but I have an eerie feeling that I will be here for a while.

Journal 3

I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANY MORE!!! I have been here for 3 weeks now, and I'm going crazy. You can tell that they weren't prepared for our arrival. My first 3 weeks have been mostly fixing up what "rooms" me and my whole family share. The dust blows in constantly. At night it gets so cold that we all have to huddle together. The food we get is terrible. They are starting to get people to volunteer to cook and the food is starting to become tolerable. I have to go to sleep now. Tomorrow I start a new job, digging trenches for the latrines. The work may be terrible, but its money.

Journal 4

Its been a while since my last entry. I've been here now for about 6 months. I have been working all day. We have finally finished the latrines and barracks. This place is finally becoming livable. The cooking is getting better, and the whole family has been getting along very good. This whole ideal has brought us together better than ever before. And this place is even starting to feel like home.

Journal 5

OH MY GOD!! Last night there was a riot. I was so scared. All I could do was hide under my bed. I herd gun fire, and I new that none of us had guns. This morning I had found out what had happened. I'm starting to feel like a prisoner again. I need to get out!!

Journal 6

I found a way out!! I have applied for a job working in the sugar beet fields. As sad as I am to leave my family, I just can't imprisonment any more. I even wouldn't feel as bad if I had done something wrong, but life isn't fare. I will be saving what money I do get for my family. Even thought it looks as if we won't be leaving soon, we will some day. That is what keeps my hope alive.

Journal 7

This will be my last journal entrée. I will be leaving soon to farm in the north now. I hope that who ever reads this will not feel sorry for me but feel empowered that I survived this struggle and you can do anything if u just see the light at the end of the tunnel.