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The smell that hit me was unbearable. My nose was screaming to be itched well inside its canal and my head was feeling as light as a piece of fuzz from a baby chick’s body. I slowly stepped into the workshop, unaware of any surroundings besides the scent of semi-processed hemp. The section between my forehead and temple was throbbing with an unusual pattern of pain. It was unbelievable that one’s nose, and body, would soon adapt to such undermining of an odor.
After a few moments of mere unconsciousness, my senses collaborated together and the world was beginning to take shape. I remembered that I was here to learn my new trade of rope making from my master, Samuel Gray. Other than his name, I only knew that he was working under the …show more content…
Walking toward the back, my eyes surveyed the myriad number of ropes left astray on the ground beside me. In a few weeks, I thought, I would be making ropes like it was my destiny. The thunderous voice of Mr. Gray snapped me back to reality. “Go join the other boys in the common outside,” he ordered. I quickly followed his directions out into the back but inside was feeling very apprehensive.
What I saw was not what I expected, there were three boys in total and all of them were shorter than me. Two of them looked like 12 year-olds and the remaining kid looked about my height. I could immediately tell that my life with the older boy would not be pleasant. He was physically intimidating, a short and stout person; it was almost as if he was glaring at me. Avoiding sustained eye contact, I headed on over to the younger kids only to be called back by Master and saw everyone get up and progress toward him.
“Time to start, boys.” He purposely looked at me throughout the sentence. His actions toward made me feel indifferent about him. He led us in through the back door which I had come out of and as soon as we reached the spot where the ropewalk section was, the other three boys, I later learned as Abraham, John, and Charles, instinctively walked over to the end of the short rope already placed and bent down to grab
The smell that hit me was unbearable. My nose was screaming to be itched well inside its canal and my head was feeling as light as a piece of fuzz from a baby chick’s body. I slowly stepped into the workshop, unaware of any surroundings besides the scent of semi-processed hemp. The section between my forehead and temple was throbbing with an unusual pattern of pain. It was unbelievable that one’s nose, and body, would soon adapt to such undermining of an odor.
After a few moments of mere unconsciousness, my senses collaborated together and the world was beginning to take shape. I remembered that I was here to learn my new trade of rope making from my master, Samuel Gray. Other than his name, I only knew that he was working under the …show more content…
Walking toward the back, my eyes surveyed the myriad number of ropes left astray on the ground beside me. In a few weeks, I thought, I would be making ropes like it was my destiny. The thunderous voice of Mr. Gray snapped me back to reality. “Go join the other boys in the common outside,” he ordered. I quickly followed his directions out into the back but inside was feeling very apprehensive.
What I saw was not what I expected, there were three boys in total and all of them were shorter than me. Two of them looked like 12 year-olds and the remaining kid looked about my height. I could immediately tell that my life with the older boy would not be pleasant. He was physically intimidating, a short and stout person; it was almost as if he was glaring at me. Avoiding sustained eye contact, I headed on over to the younger kids only to be called back by Master and saw everyone get up and progress toward him.
“Time to start, boys.” He purposely looked at me throughout the sentence. His actions toward made me feel indifferent about him. He led us in through the back door which I had come out of and as soon as we reached the spot where the ropewalk section was, the other three boys, I later learned as Abraham, John, and Charles, instinctively walked over to the end of the short rope already placed and bent down to grab