Monday, September 15, 2008

Here's a change of pace.
I am now going to use my blog to write my novel.
I am writing this as I go along, making entries from time to time. This is a rough draft and may get changed as we go along. may change as we go along.
Hang on to your seats.

Chapter One
Listening to the whirring of the many machines and the clicking of the keys, denoting the difference in the weaving and designing of the garment, I turned to try to locate where it came from and was instantly surprised to note that it was from the many machines that were running at that point of time.
It was in the summer of 1927 and I was 16 amd entering a brand new world. I walked over to the machines to see what could see and was both terrified and amazed at what was happening. Ast he various threads were fed into the machine, new material came through the rollers and spilled neatly into a corner.
This was my first day at Fashion Knit. I was hired as an all around factory hand. They could ask me to do anything.
I was staring in wonder at the knitting machine, watching the cloth come out. I didn't knoiw what was going on but I was intrigued by the intricacies of the machinery which was turning around rapidly and producing knitting cloth..

I felt aa rude hand on my shoulder. It was the boss, Mr. Friedberg.
He shoved a brpoom into my hand and said, "Sanders, stop dreaming and start earning your pay."
My career had begun.
I was committed to sweeping the flooor and, as the days passed, an increasing amount of duties were pushed upon me. Each was preceded by a few minutes explanation and then I was left on my own. These included steaming the cloth before it goes to the cutter.
Then they decided I was to work under the head mechanic on the machines. (Actually they had only one mechanic.)
With each new set of instructions he gave me, I was then to do the work on my own. Fortunately he didn't abandon his post. He kept an eye on me and made pertinent intermittent observations \. He reminded me sternly to call him immediately if there were anything I didn't understand. His main order was that I watch the emerging cloth carefully.