Artifact 9-My life in 19th century Britain

I am Jack, seven years old. I follow the same monotonous routine everyday so I feel tired so I don’t want to go to the factory, but our family is poor so we need to work everyday. Now I walk to the factory and I hear the sound of the shift bell and the dull beat of machines. I know if I come to the factory to work it will be 12 hours before I can take a break, but I have no choice. This is 19^th century Britain; the only way to make money is to go to a factory to work. When I do my work I can see that the worker next to me is also a child. Now I turn my head to look out the window and I see rich children having a very nice life because they go to school to study. I guess those children are our boss’s children. I feel very jealous. Why are we stuck here when we are only children? At this age we should be free to play with our friends and go to school for study. We should not be in here working for the boss to make a lot of money for him, not for us. So l feel the world is not fair to us. We make clothes that the boss will sell and he just gives us a few shillings. I feel weird that even after I work here for two years I still haven’t met our boss. We feel powerless to ask for more money. I hope one day I can be like our boss, so after work when I come home I still need to study by myself. The only way to make more money is to have a good education. This is my life at seven years old in 19^th century Britain.