Today we read the poem out out by Robert frost.it was about a boy who grew up to quickly doing a grown persons job when he needed to be doing what children are supposed to do.In the story the child dies from a saw while thinking about playing.it is important for children to be able to be children and not grow up fast this is what i get from this poem.Today was a good day.
act one scene one
Hey my name is virgil Burney and im a garbage collector.Every day i have to wake up and be on the back of the truck and collect the garbage. ive asked my manager to let me drive the truck because im capable but he says no everytime .it may be because of my race most black folk are on the back collecting the garbage while the whites drive.I do not like this job but its the only thing ive been able to get into.The other alternative job i have is a mechanic or store type of job.But this is my life and what i do to make it by and its somthing that can keep food on the table for my family.
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