'The Great Famine' short story

It was the year of 1846. The people of Ireland were desperate, desperate for food and money. The Great Famine had just begun.

Jack McKenzie was a farmer in a village near Cork. He and his family had the biggest and best potato farm in all Ireland. But one day when Jack was out in the fields harvesting his potatoes, he saw that some of them were of little mouldy. But he didn’t understand why? How could it be, that his farm - with the best soil in all Ireland - could be mouldy? That had never happened before, though Jack had been a farmer for over 35 years. He went inside thinking that it probably just was some of them.

But for every day that passed by, Jack’s potatoes got more and more rotten. In less than a week most of the potatoes was mouldy and uneatable.

Jack went into town, and saw some other potato farmers talking in the middle of the town square. Some of the men were talking about their mouldy potatoes. One of them was saying, that he heard that people were calling it “blight”, and that it was a disease. After talking with the men, he went to do the groceries, and drove back home.