A month ago, I heard about a gold rush in California. Now I’m knee deep in the water, panning for gold! My clothes are wet, my fingers are numb, but I keep on looking.
Wait, is that–yes, it is gold! I found gold! Finally, after hours in the water, I’ve found gold!
Sadly, this is just a small piece, and I’ll need a lot more to make even as much money that the stores do that I buy my supplies from, but I can find more.
I’m called a forty-niner. That’s because it’s 1849, and I’m looking for gold. To do this you need good sturdy clothes, pickaxes, small pans, and a lot of other supplies to eat and live on.
Later:
Most of the towns have become ghost towns. Levi jeans are very popular now because they are tough. I’ve decided I’ll build a store and become a shopkeeper because I don’t think I’ll get rich this way anymore.
Ten years later:
I’m now one of the richer folk around here. I guess my plan to run a store really paid off!
