Dayshaun would love to be playing video games today, but his mom is making him volunteer in the community garden instead. He sort of understands why the garden and the part of Brooklyn he lives in are important, but it’s not until his grandfather’s hat takes him back to 1863 that he truly understands. Weeksville had been a free black community where they grew their own food since then. Dayshaun witnesses the aftermath of the New York City Draft Riots, which make him think differently about his home. I was not familiar with Weeksville, and I enjoyed learning more about this part of American History