Did you know that your toys are made in China.

In class I had to write a recount from the perspective (view) of a child working in a sweatshop. I chose to be a kid working in a toy factory. I was learning to proof-read my work and make improvements and to help us add interesting detail to our recounts.




On Tuesday morning I wearily get out of bed and headed to work.

At 6:30 am I walk into the factory I could hear lots of machines. Yuck it smells like lots of garbage and burning rubber. it looked like lots of people with suits on and messy, yucky old wallpaper and stacks of boxes everywhere.    

Hours later I felt so so tired. I wish I could have at least some of my breakfast. he buzzer went off for lunch. The buzzer was as loud as a fire engine alarm. I also couldn’t wait for home time.   

Finally, it is 3:30 pm. My legs were that exhausted I couldn't even jump up and down and I couldn’t wait till I got home for a big sleep. When I was on my way home it felt like I was just going to sleep because I was that exhausted I was falling to sleep. I got home and dropped on my bed and I didn’t even get to take my dirty clothes. That day was the hardest day of my life.