I have spent the past week traveling with my sisters and half brother to the new city. I have heard many things about the city yet I have never had the thought to visit it myself. When we reach the top of a long hill, my feet are killing me. I almost do not make it to the top. I do not realize I am on the ground til my sisters start yelling at me to hurry up. When I ask what all the fuss was about, I see the tall city in front of us. It is the most strange thing I have ever come across. As we start to ascend into the streets, I notice how out of place we look among all the city folk. Jonathon finally takes us to his home in the city. It is a pretty nice home, very quaint. It is certainly nicer then what our farm house that is now in ashes. When we are all finally settled in, Jonathon tells us that in order to live with him, we would need to find work fro ourselves. We go into the city once more to find work. We come across a large factory filled with women making cloth. We decide that this would suit us since we made our own cloth and clothing back home. We would start the next day and that was when I realized our job choice was a mistake. The next day, we wake at five in the morning to prepare for our long hours at work. We have to arrive at six sharp or we would be beat for our tardiness. Once we arrive, we see the poor working conditions and the distraught women working around us. About three hours into the work, Mary already hurt herself on one of the machines.  She almost lost a finger while trying to fix a loose thread. We have not eaten in hours and we are starving for food. We now know why all the women are so thin and tired. We never truly knew how long we needed to work today until we heard we needed to be here for twelve hours. None of us realized how much work this would create for us. As the hours pass by, we have already seen four women been beat. It was horrifying. The way the owners treated us was quite horrid and inhumane. Once the day is finally over, we are completely exhausted. We have to continue this job with low pay for five days a week and six hours on Saturdays. Our first week in the city is making us regret coming here even more. They say technology and inventions are good for society and people, but where will these harsh conditions and poor working wages lead us? I knew the people of change wanted new ideas, but this is dangerous for us all. We will not be part of urbanization without a fight, right?