My Diary in the 1950's By Brylee

Rapare, 6^th of June

Hi my name is Amber, this is my diary. I write in my diary because I get bossed around lots. It’s just not fair! He’s off working while I’m stuck here in a little house with a crying baby, getting hot sticky and sweaty. So that’s my side of life and this is his. He would drive to work, do some work and if he got hot he would turn on the fan.

 

 

 

 

We don’t have a fan at home I just suffer. It’s not very nice trying to clean the house with a pooy smell in the air and he gets to work with air fresher. but on the other side all he can see is a grumpy boss and a pile of work. When I get to see my children and a nice clean house at the end. So that’s my life good and bad…..

By Brylee