Creative writing

29/08/18

Creative writing

Noise is heard as soon as the sun rises. People crowded the streets of London to find a spot for stalls to be placed. Fights break out for certain spots. This is the life all British families have to endure if they are poor. The conditions keep getting worse. People die from the lack of poor hygiene. I grew up in a poor household, where things we want aren't given, and the money we gather to provide for our needs are never enough. The apartment my family lived in I wouldn't even call an apartment. The apartment consisted of one roomーfilthy, small, putridーand a bathroom that is unpleasant to the eyes. Kids in London have to work from an early age to help the family. I started working cleaning chimneys at the age of 7, where many accidents happen. Luckily I survived never falling into the chimney while cleaning it. From my time cleaning chimneys. I know about 2-3 kids who have injured themselves really badly, from fire burns and the breaks they get from the fall.

My parents worked day and night, coming home late and each day I have seen them, the bags under their eyes just kept growing darker and darker. Posters are put up every day, but the content included is never needed. Opportunities were poor and jobs paid less. The days our prayers were granted is the day my family will finally move out of this country. When the chance to get out of that hellhole came through, my family took it without a second thought. The day we were leaving came fast and goodbyes were said. The sail to a country we know nothing of started, and that country was New Zealand. The sail took 4-5 months, in the beginning, nothing was bad everything was alright, but 1 month into the trip, getting sick was common. My family stayed in the steerage part of the ship since it was the only thing we could afford. It was either steerage or don't board at all. Mum was pregnant on the way, things were getting harder. We got no fresh water or meat, we were fed with salty meat and had salty water to drink. Illnesses spread quickly mum caught diphtheria, which is constantly passed from one person to another. What made her condition worse was the lack of proper hygiene we were given in steerage. Along the sail Storms break through and floods on the ship were common especially where my family stayed. As the boat swayed side to side the water in the room began to smash against the wall nearly drenching the beds that we lie on.

Days on the sail soon came to an end without any complications, except for some children who suffered severe diseases and passed during the trip. I don't know the pain that the parents might have been through, but I know it was hard. New Zealand was right before our eyes the hardships in London and everything my family has been through on that ship all seemed worth it. The green land was seen and the happiness exploded on my parents face as tears began to fall. We finally made it I thought to myself, this is a new life and a new beginning.