A historical fiction story of how a Chinese immigrant got to New York City and what he went through on the way.
It was not hard to find a job because many people wanted workers. Soon I got a job making cars. It was long hours day after day for little pay.
I also found a place to live. It was not the nicest but it worked. Over time things changed those long hours took a tool and I was exhausted. People gave me disgusted looks in the street. My cloths were tattered but all I could afford was my apartment and food.
That sound's like a plan.
You should look at going to New York.
They have lots of room for employment you could get a job.
I packed my clothes and the little bit of things I still had. I had just enough money to afford one ticket for a ride across the Atlantic.
I got put in the lower part of the ship called the steerage. We were on The water for a long while many got sick and illness spread. I was lucky to not catch it however some were not as lucky. The steerage was groos and filed
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