Friday, November 20, 2015
Hello my name is Adalyn Smith, and I am a 17 year old girl growing up as a farmer in the Industrial Revolution. I have a very simple life with my two sisters, Elizabeth who is 21 and Mary who is 15. We have spent our entire lives on a farm and unless a miracle happens, it is where we will stay. I am a pretty average girl. Nothing is very special about me. I am pretty tall, have light brunette hair, and have lots of freckles. When I was born people from my town thought I had a disease and tried to cure me. The only disease I have is the metal thoughts that I will never achieve anything in life,which for me is terrifying. I dream of being an Architect and a Writer for the local newspaper. I am the only one in my family who can read and write which causes a bad image for my family. Where I come from girls are not supposed to read or write. I consider myself a very kind and honest girl. I am sweet to everyone and I will always tell the truth not matter what. Our farmhouse is fairly average. We have a large field that mainly has crops of radishes and sweet potatoes. We make a small profit of about £7 every week. We also have a stable full of goats, chickens, and two cows. My job everyday is the same. I wake up around 5:30 or when the sunrises, and go to tend to the land and animals. Elizabeth usually tends to the washing, and cleaning of the house, and Mary cooks the food and does the dishes. After my morning job I always go back to my work space and write journal entries for the local newspaper, though I know they will never be published. After about two hours of writing, I then practice drawing shapes and buildings that I have seen before. When it is around dinner time, I return back to the main dining hall where my sisters and I have our simple dinner of bread, butter, and sweet potatoes. After dinner we all clean up and prepare for sleep. Every night I read a story to my sisters from my vast collection of books that I have collected and "borrowed" over the years. After an hour of reading we all go to sleep. Our days have been like this for 5 years, everyday. Nothing has changed and I am scared that it never will.
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