Happily, the farmer strutted over to the potato crops. He knew he would have plenty to eat and he wouldn’t have to starve. He was so ravenous he was about to eat an uncooked potato because rodents infested his home. He got rid of them but they ate all his food. He wasn’t so opulent so he couldn’t buy a lot of food. He lived off of farming, fishing and selling extra fish and vegetables.
He was anxious after pulling out his crops. He grew weak and docile after finding his crops rotten. He knew straight away that it was a famine. He knew about it from Irish people that had visited him. A century ago it happened to Ireland and now it happened to him. He tried planting more crops but he had no more seed potatoes.
He sprinted over to his neighbours and asked them. Before they could answer he dashed over to their potatoes and pulled them out. As fast as he could he sprinted over to his house and grabbed all his belongings. He started making his way to the bay before everyone realised what had happened. He hopped into a boat and started making his way over to Ireland.