Friday, September 26, 2008

Becoming a Gold Miner

I am a african warrior i work hard for money so i can give to my family.
They treat me like an ugly animal eating from the floor like I'm a dog.
Life is really hard out here in africa.
My Mama and Papa are dying every day little by little.
I'm only 12 years old walking for weeks gets me drawn and Weak I wake up before the sun comes up and walk for hours just to got to the mine. By the time I get there my feet are sore from walking bare foot but the work didn't even start
I work for long torturous hours everyday but still I barely have enough money to eat let alone support my whole family.
Every day i wish to be able to live the life and become a normal child to live and have fun and to have a lots of friends. hoping i can help my family other way hoping life wasn't crul and cold. Wishing i can give the life my mama and papa always dreamed of.
I just wish one day this will be all over for every childhood.   

1 comment:

lahana said...

Excellent job of getting into the mind of an African slave laborer. You're a talented writer (who knew?)