“Get up Will, you’ll be late for the first day!” dad yelled. Blurry eyed, I got up, knocked some books over, and put some clothes on. The water had not been working for some time, so I had to run quickly to get water from the nearby river. “Hurry and get the water boy! We don’t have time, so skip breakfast and just go!” dad hollered as I left the house. Grabbing the nearby pails, I ran, got some water, put it on the back step of the dingy little house we lived in, and started east on the dirt road. Today was my first day working at the factory, and the bosses expected us to arrive on time. The factory I worked at had something to do with cars and big machines. They told me I was the right size and fit for the job. Most other kids my age worked at smaller lines that involved making little things like
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We had to keep going in order to earn our pay, but the task was very difficult. Luckily, one of the machines started smoking and they had to shut down our section at around lunch time. “Go get your pays outside. We resume work tomorrow.” John said. We all headed back outside, collected our pays and headed outside. Detroit was beautiful in mid-afternoon. Dad expected me to come home at 7:30 today. I was free for about 6 hours, so I decided to go explore the downtown area. I left the gate and headed left. Downtown was so full of life. People were walking everywhere, there was lots of noise, and all the shops seemed to be busy with costumers buying and selling. I walked passed a theater that was slightly broken down and looked inside. The ticket master seemed to be busy handing out tickets and collecting money, people were walking in and out of theater halls with popcorn and candy. I walked on. Something did not feel right about this city. I looked into a nearby shop. Customers happily picked out clothing items, marveled posters for various products, and cashiers were happily ringing up items people put
We had to keep going in order to earn our pay, but the task was very difficult. Luckily, one of the machines started smoking and they had to shut down our section at around lunch time. “Go get your pays outside. We resume work tomorrow.” John said. We all headed back outside, collected our pays and headed outside. Detroit was beautiful in mid-afternoon. Dad expected me to come home at 7:30 today. I was free for about 6 hours, so I decided to go explore the downtown area. I left the gate and headed left. Downtown was so full of life. People were walking everywhere, there was lots of noise, and all the shops seemed to be busy with costumers buying and selling. I walked passed a theater that was slightly broken down and looked inside. The ticket master seemed to be busy handing out tickets and collecting money, people were walking in and out of theater halls with popcorn and candy. I walked on. Something did not feel right about this city. I looked into a nearby shop. Customers happily picked out clothing items, marveled posters for various products, and cashiers were happily ringing up items people put