To my friend, Blair. Thanks for always dancing and standing out from the crowd...
You go Glen CoCo.
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My name is Claire Reilly and I live with
my mother, father, and older brother
on a farm in Ireland.

It is 1845 and I have been hearing many rumors
throughout Ireland lately. Our potato crop is
dying. Farmers, like my father, think its from a
fungus.










When your entire diet is practically centered on
potatoes, like ours, failure in a crop means that
people will be very hungry.












Broth again?







Mother and father have decided that it will be
better for our family if we move to a new place.
This way, we can have jobs, and more money to buy
food.


The new land that we will go to is called America. I
have heard many wonderful things about this
strange land. My family packs their clothes and
anything that is small and valuable. I also bring a
diary to write in about our journey.

We will travel as family to America and make a new life for
ourselves. I will miss Ireland very much. Mother and
father say that they will miss the big, open fields, the
mountains, and most of all, our church.







We gather all of our belongings and head to the docks.



















Bye, Ireland...My father and mother secure passage for our
family on a wonderful boat called the Jeanie
Johnston. The boat has plenty of food, doctors,and
living space.













The journey across the Atlantic is comfortable
enough, but it takes a very long time. We ride on
the Jeanie Johnston for around 1 1/2 months.




The new land on the horizon is exciting to see!



We arrive in Baltimore. There are many large
buildings and streets buzzing with people. At
the dock, my family hops off the boat.







Many people are either rude or try to trick us into
buying something we don't need. But, father knows
better.



This man tries to sell us
food, but father refuses.

Sometimes, at certain docks in America, the
immigrants are asked to fill out a form called a
Declaration of Intent. But, this time, my family is
not stopped and we start to travel inland a ways.



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