Monday, November 19, 2018

Stock Market and Great Depression Unit Study

History and Culture
Videos about the Stock Market Crash, Dust Bowl, and Depression.
Create a "Draw My Life" video of a tycoon.
Do a stock market crash simulation.
Play a Depression saving and spending game.
Do a Great Depression simulation.
Complete a Depression Era scavenger hunt.
Have a Depression Era culture day with food and activities.

Writing and Comprehension
Write a diary of your life as a kids during the Depression.
Create a quiz about FDR.

Reading List

Science and Technology
Videos about the stock market.
Take Microeconomics.
Take Macroeconomics.
Complete the workbook, "Economics and You".

Art and Design
Study Surrealism and Dada.
Create a Dada collage.
Create a Surreal Eye.
Create a found object collaboration.
Most postcards from paintings.
Complete a frottage.
Create an exquisite corpse.

Field Trips and Experiences

"Purchase" stocks and track, "buy", and "sell" for a profit.
Read "The Grapes of Wrath" together.
Play "Monopoly".
Watch "It's a Wonderful Life".
Visit Four Freedoms Park.
Visit the MOMA.
Visit Carnegie's mansion.
Visit NJ WPA sites.
Visit the FDR library and home.
Visit the Vanderbilt mansion.


Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Ancient Rome Research Report

Everyone wrote a report about an important figure in Roman history.

Emperor Caligula
Powerful. Strong. Careless. Majestic. Brainsick. Violent. Ambitious. Determined. These words all describe one fascinating man.

Gaius Julius Ceaser Augustus Germanicus was born to Germanicus and Aggripa the Elder on August 31, 12 A.D. Gaius was born wealthy, due to the fact that he was a part of the Julio-Claudian Dynasty, which was the first Roman imperial dynasty. Gauis was the third of six surviving children. He had two older brothers, Nero Julius Ceaser Germanicus and Drusus Ceaser. In addition to this, he had three younger sisters, Aggripa the Younger, Julia Drusilla, and Julia Livilla.

Gauis was the son of an incredible military general. At the young age of three, Gauis would accompany his father on military campaigns. In tradition, he wore a little military uniform, complete with a pair of little tiny boots, called caliga. The soldiers started to call him “Caligula”, which means “little boots” in Latin. In spite of the fact that Gaius despised the nickname, it stuck with him for his entire life.

Caligula’s father Germanicus was working in Syria when he suddenly and unexpectedly died. The historian Suetonius wrote that Germanicus was poisoned by an agent of the emperor Tiberius. Tiberius thought of Germanicus as a political rival. After Germanicus’s death, Caligula lived with his mother and siblings until Agrippa the Elder and Nero Germanicus were banished on charges of treason. Caligula was then sent to live with Tiberius’s mother Livia. After Livia’s death, Caligula lived with his grandmother Antonia Minor. In 30 A.D, his brother Drusus Ceaser was imprisoned, also for treason. Caligula and his sisters became prisoners of Tiberius’s guards.

Caligula was soon sent to the island of Capri to be a servant to Tiberius. It was said that Caligula suffered severe emotional trauma here, but he did not let Tiberius see this. According to historians, Caligula was a natural actor, so he hid his pain from Tiberius. Caligula spent six years on Capri, and surprisingly, Tiberius let him live.

In 37 A.D, Tiberius died. Whether he was murdered by Caligula, or he died of natural causes is still not known. When Tiberius died, his power, riches, and estate were all given to Caligula and Tiberius’s son, Gemellus. Gemellus and Caligula ruled together for a while, but then Gemellus died, most likely murdered by Caligula. Caligula then became the single ruler of Rome.

During the first six months of his rule, Caligula may have been the best ruler the world has ever seen. He threw lavish events, such as chariot races, plays, gladiatorial shows, boxing matches and much more. He eliminated an unpopular tax and freed the people Tiberius had wrongly imprisoned. He granted bonus to military men. The Romans called Caligula “our baby” and “our shining star.” All the citizens of  Rome adored Caligula.

On October 37 A.D Caligula fell ill. He spent a month on the verge of death. It is thought that he possibly could have been poisoned. Miraculously, Caligula lived. Although he was still alive, he was not the same person he had been. He started to exile and kill all of his friends and family members for fun. As well as that, he  had his guards throw spectators into the arena at gladiator shows. to make the show more “interesting.”

Caligula was a powerful person.  He had good intentions for those first six months he ruled, but once he fell ill, his health started to deteriorate, causing him to go crazy. He was tortured by headaches, which led to insanity. He did weird things, like dressing as a god, falling in love with his horse, and murdering innocent strangers. He always tried to be better than everyone he knew. Caligula had to prove everyone wrong. He claimed he was a living god, and that people should treat him as such. He wanted everybody in Rome to love him, but it turns out that they all hate him.

Caligula started to throw money into useless projects. He had two immense ships constructed for himself  (one was discovered in the bottom of a lake in the 1930s.) The larger ship was nothing short of a palace, as it was made of marble. These ships were burned during the second world war.

Caligula was killed in 40 A.D by Cassius Chaerea. Caligula was stabbed 30 times, just like his grandfather Julius Ceaser.

Caligula did quite a few notable things during his time as emperor. In 39 A.D, Caligula ordered a two-mile-long floating bridge to be constructed in the Bay of Baiae so that he could ride his horse across it, in response to a soothsayer telling Caligula that he had “no more chance of becoming emperor than of riding a horse across the Bay of Baiae.”

Another demented thing that he did was order his guards to throw people off of towers so he could have some “entertainment” while eating his breakfast. Caligula really enjoyed torturing innocent townspeople, as well as his friends and family members.

Caligula had a strange love for his horse Incitatus. He built the horse a stall made of exclusively marble, had a collar of precious jewels custom made for Incitatus, and had ivory feeding buckets specially made for him. The most outrageous thing Caligula did for this horse was make him a senator. Caligula made Incitatus a senator, and put him on the list for consul, to prove that the job was so easy, an animal could do it.

In my opinion, Caligula was a truly generous and kind person who loved helping anyone he could, until he went mad. I think that he really showed the world how you can never expect anything from anyone. If he had never gone crazy, I believe that he would have been one of the most awe-inspiring rulers in all of history.

Mark Antony

Marc Antony was a significant Roman political figure, especially during the conversion of the Roman republic from an oligarchy to an autocracy. He was a great supporter of Julius Ceasar and was part of the Second Triumvirate, which defeated Ceasar’s killers at the Battle of Philippi.

On January 14, 83 BC, Marc Antony was born to Marcus Antonian Creticus and Julia Antonia. His father was known to be corrupt and incompetent and was only given power because he was unable to use it efficiently. In 74 BC he was given a military command to defeat the pirates of the Meditteranean, but he died in Crete before any progress was made.

Due to the lack of parental guidance growing up, Mark Antony spent his teenage years getting into all sorts of trouble, including gambling and drinking. At one point he even became involved in a relationship with another man, Gaius Scribonius Curio.

Although there is little information about his early political activity, it is known that he was associated with Publius Clodius Pulcher and his street gang. By the age of twenty, Mark Antony had a huge debt from his gambling in the past and fled to Greece to study Philosophy and Rhetoric at Athens. He later joined the military staff of Aulus Gabinus as chief of cavalry, which was the start of his military career.

When he was younger, Mark Antony had a reckless and rash temperament, exemplified by the bad habits from his teen years. But as he got older he became a more focused and rational character which led to all his military and political successes. Having a clearer judgment was a huge help to him when he and the other members of the Second Triumvirate prevailed against the Liberators.

Marc Antony was probably best known in Roman history for being a part of the Second Triumvirate. The Triumvirate was a group of three men, Octavian, Marcus Aemilius Lepidus, and Antony. The three of them fought against the Liberators, Ceasar’s murderers, and eventually defeated them in the Battle of Philippi. They then divided the Roman Republic amongst themselves, Antony receiving Rome’s eastern provinces. Soon the Triumvirs began arguing, each wanting to gain more power, and Lepidus was kicked out. This made things become strained between Octavian and Antony, and eventually, a civil war was started.

Antony began falling back into his rash decision making from his teen years and eventually ended up ended up killing himself, and Octavian won which marked the beginning of the autocratic Roman Empire and the fall of Egypt. Soon after she heard of Antony’s death, Cleopatra killed herself as well, leaving their children in the hands of the Romans.

Although Marc Antony may not have made a huge impact on humanity himself, he did play a huge part in the transformation of the Roman Empire. If it weren’t for his suicide, things might have played out very differently for the Romans.

"The Last Day in Pompeii" Creative Writing Assignment

Today's creative writing assignment was to describe your last day in Pompeii.

My Last Day in Pompeii
I woke up knowing something was wrong. I tried to warn them, but they wouldn’t listen.
I should have tried harder. Saved them. Saved them from the tragic events on August 24.
The day the thick smoke made it impossible to breath. The day my city was blanketed in
volcanic ash and pumice. The day the air was filled with screams and cries. The day my
life had changed eternally.

My name is Larcia Placidia. I was born sixteen years ago, on July 19. I have lived in
Pompeii since the day I was born. I loved Pompeii, with its busy streets and crowded
squares. When I was a little girl, I would see Emperor Nero visiting his villa in the city
during the holidays. Many rich people came from Rome to visit Pompeii for the holidays.
I would watch the visitors through my windows, thinking of who they were and where
they came from. If their city would eventually have the same fate as mine.

The day of August 24, I knew something was wrong. I could feel it. I told my father that
we needed to leave, but he ignored my plea. I soon saw the smoke, coming out of what
we had believed to be a mountain. It was at the moment that I was sure we needed to
evacuate the city. I ran through the stale, humid, summer breeze. After a short time,
I had arrived at the base of Mount Vesuvius just as it started shaking. All I could do was
stand there in horror. Something was wrong. I ran all the way back to my small villa.
I rushed over to my father, who was working in his study. “Father!” I exclaimed. He
turned around to look at me. “Yes, Larcia?” He said, barely paying attention. “Our
mountain is shaking and all t-” I couldn’t finish my sentence. I turned to look out our
window and my eyes went wide with terror. My father soon saw exactly what I was
looking at. There was hot, molten lava pouring out of the mountain.

My father told me to run as fast as I could. Away from my home. Away from my life.
I nodded quickly and ran like a bullet. I kept running, looking for a place to stop. I
saw thousands of others, running after me, trying to escape the fate. I ran as fast as
I could. I never looked back.

Last Day in Pompeii
August 24 started as any other day. But it wasn’t like any other day. It was our last day.

We should have seen the warning signs, left when we had the opportunity.

Now the city of Pompeii was in a state of pandemonium, people struggling to escape. I was swept along with the frenzied masses of people desperately trying to escape. The air was clouded with ash, making it hard to breathe. Through the screams, I could hear the sounds of people coughing and choking. As I raced up and down roads, hopelessly trying to escape, I felt the heat of the flames and the lava threatening to take me. All around me I saw others collapsing, taken by the hands of death. But not me. I surged onward, needing to remain alive.

This turned out to be harder than I had anticipated, and I felt my strength diminishing in me. It was so dark and the air comprised by ash that I couldn’t ascertain where I was. I was so disoriented I didn’t even know which way my freedom would be. I turned to face the volcano that we had previously believed to be a mountain and understood there was no way out. I couldn’t breathe any longer, and the heat was overcoming me. I knew I would never make it out, so I stood there and accepted my fate.