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I was a young girl, only about 15 when I came over to America. We left Pa's farm becuase we were too poor to keep it. We scraped together what we could and made our way out. I went from beatiful open skies to the concrete sickness to what feels like hours now
Ma, Pa, brother and I came across the ocean in Steerage. We only brought some spare clothes and thick blanket ma made us back in Poland. As soon as the great statue of the green lady was in sight everyone cheered, and wept, and kissed, and hugged becuase they made it so far.
I waited in line hours to be check out by doctors, but I made it through with Ma and Pa, but brother was showing signs of some disease we couldn't figure out and that was the last time I saw him. He was sent back to Poland. We were devastated and Ma didn't want to continue on without him, but Pa convinced her.
The rooms were dark and cold. The city smelled bad and dirt and trash were thrown everywhere. The tenements we lived in were very small, but luckily we had a small family, unlike my neighbors who have 10 children in a small room.
I worked every day for a 12 hour shift. I watched people get caught in machines and die right in front of me. Ma told me I had to work to help them pay for our daily needs.
After a few years of working in the factories I saved my money up and moved away to Detroit to escape the big city. There I met a butcher who helped run a Polish resturant with his family and they helped me find my way. Soon I married the butcher and here I am; Living the American Dream.
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