HERE ARE THE DIRECTIONSWorld War 1 Centers:

Propaganda1. Look at the different forms of propaganda in the packet.

2. Choose (2) Posters and (1) song and answer the following questions for each:

a. What emotions does this piece evoke in the American people?b. What is it trying to convince to the audience?

c. How effective is this piece?3. Create your own poster and song. Use the page in your WW1 Packet to

help you design your propaganda.

HERE IS THE PAGE FROM YOUR PACKET WW1 Propaganda

WW1 was the first time the government was directly involved in initiating a propaganda war on the American people. George Creel through posters, movies, and songs was able to turn an unpopular war into a popular one. Creel has now hired you to help him wage this propaganda war on the

minds of the American people. You are responsible for creating a poster and a song in trying to convince the American people to support WW1.

It is important to keep in mind when creating your propaganda:Is it invoking an emotion in the American people?

Is it clear and does it make sense?Does it catch the viewer’s eye?

Is it trying to convince the audience to do something to support the war effort?

Does it inspire the American people?How can you relate what happened in the war so far to inspire AmericansMake sure it is appropriate for the classroom, relates to WW1 and is done

with best effort

When The Lusitania Went Down

Words and Music by Charles Mc Carron & Nat VincentPublished 1915 by Leo. Feist, Inc.

[Verse 1]The nation is sad as can be,A message came over the sea,A thousand or more, who sailed from our shore,Have gone to eternity.

The Statue of Liberty high,Must now have a tear in her eye,I think it's a shame,Some one is to blame,But all we can do is just sigh!

[Chorus]Some of us lost a true sweetheart,Some of us lost a dear dad,Some lost their mothers, sisters and brothers,Some lost the best friends they had.

It's time they were stopping this warfare,If women and children must drown,Many brave hearts went to sleep in the deep,When the Lusitania went down.

[Verse 2]A lesson to all it should be,When we feel like crossing the sea,American ships, that sail from our slips,Are safer for you and me.

A Yankee can go anywhere,As long as Old Glory is there,Altho' they were warned, The warning they scorned,And now we must cry in despair; [Repeat Chorus]

Over ThereWords and Music by George M. CohanPublished MCMXVII by Wm. Jerome Pub. Corp.[Verse 1]John-nie get your gun, get your gun, get your gun Take it on the run, on the run, on the run Hear them call-ing you and me Ev-'ry son of lib-er-ty

Hur-ry right a-way no de-lay go to-day Make your dad-dy glad to have had such a lad Tell your sweet-heart not to pine To be proud her boy's in line.

[Chorus]O-ver there O-ver there Send the word, send the word o-ver there That the Yanks are com-ing the Yanks are com-ing The drums rum-tum-ming ev-ry-where

So pre-pare Say a pray'r Send the word, send the word to be-ware We'll be o-ver we're com-ing o-ver And we won't come back till it's o-ver o-ver there.

[Verse 2]John-nie get your gun, get your gun, get your gun John-ny show the Hun you're a son of a gun Hoist the flag and let her fly Yan-kee Dood-le do or die

Pack your lit-tle kit show your grit do your bit Yan-kees to the ranks from the towns and the tanks Make your moth-er proud of you And the old Red White and Blue

America, Here's My Boy

Music by Arthur LangeLyrics by Andrew B. SterlingPublished 1917 by The Joe Morris Music Co.

[Verse 1]There's a mil-lion moth-ers knock-ing at the na-tion's door, A mil-lion moth-ers, yes and the'll be mil-lions more, And while with-in each moth-er heart they pray, Just hark what one brave moth-er has to say.

[Chorus]A-mer-i-ca, I raised a boy for you.A-mer-i-ca, You'll find him staunch and true, Place a gun up-on his should-er, He is read-y to die or do.

A-mer-i-ca, he is my on-ly one; My hope, my pride and joy, But if I had an-oth er, he would march be-side his broth-er; A-mer-i-ca, here's my boy.

[Verse 2]There's a mil-lion moth-ers wait-ing by the fire-side bright, A mil-lion moth-ers, wait-ing for the call to-night. And while with-in each heart there'll be a tear, She'll watch her boy go march-ing with a cheer.[Repeat Chorus]