Ch.1-10(C)

You have been with us from birth to death. You are the one that feeds us and houses us. You are known as the land and now I must say good bye to you. The bank is taking me away from you. When the people in the bank came, they came without mercy. I tried to reason with them; it was pointless. I told them why we should stay, I told them that "Grampa took up the land, and he had to kill the Indians and drive them away. And Pa was born here, and he killed weeds and snakes."(33) Then they told me, we aren't the ones that are taking your land away, its the banks. "They breathe profits; they eat the interest on money. If they don't get it, they die the way you die without air, without side-meat."(32) So those men who i tried to reason with, they did not listen to me. And so again my family and I must say good bye to you. "We measured [you] and broke [you] up. We were born on [you], and we got killed on [you], died on [you]"(33). Those are what makes you our property, that we lived on you, died on you. Those are what gives us the rights to own you, "not a paper with numbers on it"(33).  What we have done for each other, leads me to believe that we are inseparable, both providing for each other .And so now it pains me to leave you and watch you be torn apart by the monsters, the banks. But this is our final farewell. I pray that you will still be intact after those with the banks are done with you.