Why won't he stop? I need to be hard-boiled for mom
Hi, my name is Kaitlyn Rose and I am 22 years old. I will be telling you about my story about prohibition in 1917. Back in 1917, I was 19 years old living with my mom and dad.
EVERYONE NEEDS TO CALM DOWN
It all started with my dad coming home every night spifflicated. When my dad was spifflicated, he would physically and verbally attack me and my mom. My mom would always try and protect me from him by telling me to go up to my room or hide, but it would only work sometimes depending on his mood.
I would like to annouce that I have created prohibition laws!
Hmm... what's that smell?
After I run-up to my room, I always cry myself thinking about what my mom and I did wrong. I also think about whether my dad will come up to my room and add another bruise to the collection. One night, I was done with my dad's behavior and decided to something about it.
Dad, are you drinking again? I smell alcohol
That's baloney Kaitlyn. Where would I even get the alcohol if it was banned?
I decided to join the temperance movement which was a movement to pressure the government to ban alcohol. This group of people consisted of women and religious groups. We all believed that drinking was immoral, especially during the war. I was very happy when I found this group because I can relate with them.
BAN ALL ALCOHOL
After a few days, prohibition laws were created, that meant alcohol was banned. When I received this news, I have never been so happy in my life. I was hoping that all the assault from my dad would stop. Almost every woman was celebrating there but I found something very suspicious