English final

My fellow workers and grunts of this industrial wasteland, hear my call. Every day,
thousands of families across this great country of ours are being ruined, crushed under
the ever growing might of the big guy, the factory owners and the rich pigs who think
they can do whatever they want. Well they are wrong! Husbands and wives being torn
apart, children not knowing their parents as families continue to be wrecked by the
man, Watson and sons and the other factory and mill owners, who only ever continue to
grow more rich and powerful.
As a young man, I too, was sucked into this chain of hardship and pain. $10 a week was
all I got. $10 DOLLARS A WEEK! And it was all given to my young growing family, in the
hope that I would be able to keep them alive and happy. This didn’t last long however as
I kept asking for more shifts in the hope that I would get paid overtime or even a raise.
That didn’t happen, as I started to see my wife less and less, and my kids only when I got
home at 11 or 12 at night. Again the big guy drew me in with the offer of working
weekends for extra pay. The slips never arrived. I only got more and more angry and I
took it out at home, which caused further gaps to open in my young family. Then the
day came when I was laid off. Boy that was one god-awful day. I collected my final pay
slip, drove to the bottle-O down the street, got a couple 6 packs, came home and drank.
It was then that it I realized, the man, Mr. Watson himself and his soul sucking factory,
had ruined me. He had taken me from my family and destroyed my life. Not only that
but he had done the same to thing to all my mates and even my neighbors.
Let’s face it people, the big guy will destroy us all. We will be worked till our hands are
rough and firm, hard like leather and covered in scars from years of weathering. Till all
our energy has been sapped from our bodies and the only way to forget the horrible day
at work will be to drink ourselves into a stupor while our families watch us waste away.
Till we become but an empty shell, cold and lifeless, distant from everything we once
knew and loved. Not only that, but we will be paid bare minimum wage, not even giving
us enough money to feed our poor wife and kids.
And even worse, they have the balls, to fire us when they know that we are not even
getting enough to survive? Who do they think they are? Just cause they live in mansions
and have millions of servants, doesn’t mean they are the only people in the world. From
nothing we have worked ourselves to death just to survive when they were born with
the silver spoon and haven’t done a hard day’s work in their lives.
Think, if you will my friends, of your community. Look around. See the struggles that
others have gone through thanks to the big guy and look at your own. See the
destruction these monsters, these so called “titans of industry” have caused. They are
ruining not only your own lives, but those of everyone around you. And they gain from it
too, their piles of money only growing taller.
Don’t forget, it’s not just our generation that has been affected. Look at your own
history of broken homes for records of what they big guy has done. Think about the
cause of your parents’ own struggles against this monster of society. I’ll tell you now, if
you look for the reason behind your father’s drinking or your mother’s black eye, you
will find the factories with his crushing weight sitting over their shoulders and choking
the family.
We must stand, my friends, against this brute. We must stand, my fellow factory floor
workers, as a united pact. We must stand, my fellow grunts of industry, and show the
man the damage they have done, if they don’t know already. Together, we are
powerful. Together, our voice and the voices of thousands lost will be heard. Together
we can bring change and win our lives back.