Dear diary,
Today is Wednesday, December 16th, 1894. The weather in London had been absolutely freezing, and I've had quite a few mishaps today. The end of my day was not that bad--in fact, if it had not been as lovely as it was, I would have gone barking mad
My day started at half past five in the morning. The floor was very hot and warm. Thank goodness my brother remembered to wake up and put the fire on, or Mother would go bonkers. I looked outside; snow was everywhere and it was freezing. mother was worrying about my brothers, my sisters, and me. She said it was the coldest winter since 1867. My sisters were very worried about it as well, but we had to start our jobs so no time to worry. My first job was throwing out the contents of the chamber pot. father had gone to the pub last night and he had used it--pooh, was it smelly! . I hate that job so I tried to do it quickly, but there’s no avoiding that smell. My next job was helping my sisters cook breakfast. i cut my hand on a knife and got blood on the floor. mother got really angry. Then I got ready for school. our school uniform was very ugly. us girls had to wear these horrible dresses which mother said weren't worth the .... we paid for them.
Next I went to school in the bitter snow. I was unbearably cold. Anyway I reached school just as the bell rang. There was a substitute with a very dreary voice that made you want to go to sleep. Firstly we did drills (I personally think drills are very useless). Then we did reading. I laid my head down on my desk and my teacher told me to sit with the back straightener (very painful). The rest of the school day carried on sadly as it began.
5:00 came and I before I knew it, I was off into town with my brothers and sisters--were were going into Central London. My brothers were boot boys and my sisters and I were selling bunches of flowers. We sold twelve bunches of flowers a pair, to be exact. By around seven o'clock we had run out of bunches to sell so we all--including our brothers--set off home. We counted our money--20 shillings! Enough for warm, delicious meals all week. We were so happy as we came home.
We reached home to be welcomed by the mouth-watering smell of warm chicken. We told mother and father the good news; they gave us each a gentle hug and kiss. No matter the weather today: I will sleep with a warm heart.
By Lil-mizzkitty1
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