Chapter 1: My early life
I am growing older and I am sitting on my favourite bench
over looking my beautiful land at Bo Bo Creak NSW, Australia, thinking of the
amazing life I have had and what it could have been like if it hadn’t been for
that fateful day long ago that had changed my whole life
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| Middlesex England |
My Family was very poor, because my father
couldn’t find enough work, so my family move to Middlesex.
The Little
terraced house that we moved to could be described as nothing but squalid, cramped
and damp. The cellar rooms in which we
lived were often flooded by effluent. There were two rooms each nine to ten
feet square which we shared with another family. Many
people caught diseases like cholera from the filth, sewage and rubbish left
outside in the streets. Even worse, we children had to play in the sewage with
bare feet.
There was never enough food to feed the family,
although my father found work as a weaver, the wage he received was hardly
enough to pay the rent and the little bit that was left over had to feed &
cloth five members of the family.
There was no
schooling, Children
as young as five or six were forced to work thirteen to sixteen hours a day for
slave wages and barely any food,
so I grew up illiterate.
I was always
hungry and roamed the streets looking for any food I could find and in doing so
I mixed with the wrong kind of people. This led me into a lot of trouble but
thinking back I am very glad for the trouble I found myself in.
