Meet the Problem
"Quick, Jennie-girl," cried Grandma, "cover the beds!" The clouds appeared on the horizons with a thunderous roar. The turbulent dust clouds came in from the North and dumped a fine silt over the land. Mom, Dad, Grandma, and I stayed inside the house.
Sheriff Marcus would always come by afterwards--"How you farmers doing?"--to check on us after a dust storm. Each of us wore a handkerchief over our nose and mouth. When Pa went outside, he wore googles over his eyes because the wind was so hard. My job was to plug up all the holes, ripping up cloth and sticking them into cracks in the walls, doors and windows. It didn't make much of a difference, though. The silt, like Ma's talcum powder, found its way into everything.
During a storm, Ma waved wet gunny sack through the air and tied damp sheets over our beds so the dust wouldn't settle into our sleeping sheets. Pa's face was gray; the wheat crop was dead. "Oh," I cried, "how can we stop this from happening?" (Adapted from 1930's Dust Bowl web page)
Teacher Asks: What hunches, or guesses, can we make about the problems, the people in the problem?
Teacher Asks: What do we know for certain about the problem? Be sure to explain to students that these are certainly in the text kinds of answers rather than extrapolations based on what they have read.
Teacher Asks: What do we need to know in order to help Jennie?
Teacher Asks: Who are the stakeholders in this problem?