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My name is Alice Ray. I am 11 years old. I was born in Georgia. I'm not sure what part though. I have to work 50 hours a week, $.12 a day, cleaning the floors of a factory. I have 2 younger brothers named Eli and Nathanial, they are both 6 years old. Our father had recently died working in the local mines. My mother had a mental breakdown after it happened. I had to start working almost 60 hours and week to pay for food and the house. I also had to start bringing my little brothers to work. I was very glad that my little brothers weren't old enough to go work in the mill, because I was scared they might get hurt. We made it though that year with just enough money to spare.

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My name is Alexa. I am 10 years old. I was born in somewhere in Russia, but I don't remember because I was very young. My job is to sweep. It doesn't sound like much, but it is a very difficult job. I clean, sweep, dust, any kind of cleaning you can think of, and I only get $0.14 a day. I live in a shack with my mom and my dad. We don't have much money at all, so that's why we all work every day and night. I live right next to where I work, which is very lucky because my parents have to walk miles to get to their jobs. I'm getting used to this lifestyle, but it still a very hard time for me. I used to have a sister, but she died before we immigrated to the U.S. We immigrated to America because we heard that the working conditions were a lot less dangerous than the conditions in Russia, but as I started working, I realized that they were not any different from the conditions in Russia.

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My name is Cathline. I'm 13 years old and I was born somewhere in Europe and I live with my mother in a very, very small house. We spent all of our money on a house so we had somewhere to live after the civil war ended.  Then we became broke. I'm working at a factory and I sew clothes and sheets and other material. I work here because my mother and I don't have enough money for food. Sometimes, I don't get paid for some mistakes in my sewing. I get $0.65 a day.

My dad died in the civil war, my mom and I weren't dealing with it in the best way. I started sewing when I was 9 here, so I've been sewing here for 4 years so far. My mother taught me how to sew and do certain stitches when I was young. That's how I was allowed the job. My mother works at the same place as well, so we kinda work together sometimes when sewing.

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Angel a 8 year old immigrant came here from Mexico so his family could have a better life but to his disbelief it was even worse he was separated from the rest of his family and has been working ever since. He is a breaker boy and he only gets paid $0.40 a day and frequently has absolutely nothing to eat the whole day. The owners of the factory are very harsh if one piece of cole is wasted they will not pay me for 2 days. I try my best to feed and help my family.

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My name is Valery. I am 13 years old. I am a immigrant from Switzerland. I work in a factory and keep the fires running in the winter. I barely get any sleep. If the fire goes out I get in very big trouble and sometimes obused. It's a lot of work, I have to also go out and get wood in the cold, bring it back in and make sure it stays warm in the homes and factories. I've been hired to go out and make fires. My boss comes and tells me and I go out and make that person their fire. I can't read or write so I don't know really what I'm getting paid. I have to work to support my family. I approximately walk 5 miles each day from finding all the wood, finding a good tree, cutting down the tree, and chopping up the wood.

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My name is Maria. I am 13 years old. I am a immigrant from Czechoslovakia. I work in a flour mill with my younger sister. Her name is Georgia. Georgia is six years old. Our parents work at a different factory. Sometimes I get worried that Georgia will get hurt while she is working because of how young she is. Georgia and I walk 1 and 1/2 miles to get to work.

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My name is Oliver. I workforce a small but popular shoemaking and shining company. When I was young my birth parents didn't want me cause of my cost, so they dropped me at a orphanage. I was in their for two years until a family finally took me in. They told me in return for my adoption I had to work for a man they know to suppoly the family. I work in the shoemaking business cause I am good at building things. Even thought I have to work here, I one day dream of inventing things and past string my own business.

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My name is Scarlet. Currently I am 10 years old. I came from a small village in Europe. I worked at a families home cooking, cleaning, doing laundry and dishes. If I did any of these wrong I was scolded and not paid even though I still had to do my job. My mom is very ill so my family and I work our hardest at any cost in order to help her. Being a girl and very young made it harder for me to find a job which is why I am only paid $0.2

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Hello, my name is venessa. Currently I am 11 years old and I come from the south and recently moved up north to work. I used to be a breaker girl and got payed $0.30. But then, I smashed my finger and lost two of my fingers. So I had to quit the job and move on to somewhere where I won't lose anymore fingers. Now, I work as a cleaner and get paid $0.60 I get paid twice as more now because I'm the only one working. And because of work, I had to leave my family also. I have a younger brother, an older sister, my mom and my dad died in the civil war. By now, I should have enough money for my family and I to be back like we used to be. I don't really eat and sleep because I wake up early in the morning to work so I can get paid more and I need the money so I can buy food. I've been working for about 4 years now and started when I was 7 years old

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My name is max I work at a fabric factory. I work here because I need the money for my family to help them pay stuff we need. I don't earn much but at least it helps. I hope one day I will get a better job then the one I have now.

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This is John, his only 7 years old, his family is from México, John only make $0.28 an hour. He works at a factor and John had to collect the fabric. John was born in México and his family went to America as immigrants.

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Hello, mi name es molli. I am 7 yers old an startid werkin wen I was bout 5. I am from Brazil and em not good wit englis. I onli get 1.03 R$ or 0.25 in USA money. I spend all dey retriving food from oven, whitch es heted to 232 degres celcieus or 450 degres farenhight. After evry day I got berns on mi hands and arms. I has seen oter kids fell into ovan an die. I jest werk all day to make enof moni to buy a shert for mi sick mom who es bout to die.

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Hello, my name is Jadin I am 11 years old, I came from Africa and got a job picking cotton, I have been picking cotton since I was 4, that's 7 years. It's been hard for me cause I see a lot of die every day and I don't want that to happen to me. I only make 5 cents an hour.

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This is Robert. He is ten years old. He came from Norway with his family. He works in a very dangerous factory. He only gets paid $0.37 a hour.

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This is Tyrone and he immigrated from Korea and he cleans houses all day for about 15 cents and he works long hours.

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Angelo, a nine year old immigrant from Italy. His job is to clean pipes in a glass factory. He says, "Cleaning hurts my hands because sometimes I don't know that the pipes are hot. It hurts really bad , and they don't give me gloves." He works to provide for his family. He has two brothers. One is a breaker boy, he is thirteen. While the other delivers newspapers out of town, he's five. All five members of his family work, but it still isn't enough. He says, "All I want is for my family to not be hungry."

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This is Alexandria she makes $00.05 a day and she works 44 hours a week

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This is Little bill he work in a sewing factory he is 10 yrs old. He works for 10 cents an hours and he is very hungry if he does not make enough money he gets beat and no food . He lives in Kansas, and he is a only child. He as only 7 finger he chop off a couple when he was sewing.

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This is Mike. He is about 14 years old, and He was an immigrant from Germany, and moved to America with his family for political reasons in Germany. Now, he is in America, with all the other immigrants, starting from the bottom working as a newsy for $0.28 an hour. One time Mike didn't sell enough papers for his family to eat, so he was kicked out of the home, and was left to starve and sell papers in his own, and keep the money for himself. Once the Fair Labor Act came, he quickly made double he did when he got kicked out of his home, and can now eat and drink every day if he wanted. He now usually sleeps on the park bench, waiting to get some more money the next day.

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This is Nicole Wellingston. Her employer rules with an iron fist, and is often beaten if she isn't working her very hardest. Her parents are reform activists themselves, but cannot provide enough, resulting in the need for Nicole to work. Nicole works in the home of an old widow, and works in the boiler room. She often has to repair furniture and machinery, as seen here mending a door frame. Nicole is payed only $.50 an hour, hardly enough for the labor she goes through. She gets burned several times, and has stepped on a nail- twice. Nicole's parents immigrated from France, and now lives in a small town in New York.

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This is a girl who shovels coal. She is 13 years old now and get paid only 75 cents an hour.

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This is Joeseph Henry, Joe for short. He's lived in Boston his whole life. Just recently did he decide to get a job to support his family more. Ever since his mother died things have been tough and money has been low. He and his big sister,Lilith decided to get a job, luckily they have three other younger siblings, Abby, Shelly and Kole. His father takes care of them while Joe and Lilith are out working. Joe never gets a day of free time, he is either working are helping his dad with the babies.

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This photo is of Alexzander he lives by himself and his job is to sell news papers and he gets 10 cents for every news paper he sells he works on the street because when his mom died they could pay for their house

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This is Ari he immigrated from Korea. He works to get food for his family. He works in a giant laundry factory. He lives in a run down Korean resteraunt that his parents own. He lives with Myles and Eli and they pool their money for food

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This is a photo of Flint, or at least that's what people call him, he's lived in the city all his life, but now he's a newsy, living out in the cold. His sister fell into the chute of a coal mine and now can't work, so Flint is just trying to survive in the big city.

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The photo is of Eli. He and his family immigrated from Germany in hopes of finding good jobs and starting a new life. He works selling newspapers to try to help his family survive in the United States. His family survives just off scraps of food

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Hi my name is Ernest doffing and I'm an immigrant from Germany and I immigrated here in 1920 and went to work in a coal mine.

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Hi my name is Rensemay. I immediate here from brasil when I was 5 years old. I've been here

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This is Jack, and he immigrated from Ireland about 7 months after the turn of the century. His father, Willard is working with him in the mill running four rows between them, Jack's mother worked at the press office. One day he noticed that people started paying him more, and he asked his pop about it. He said, "The government said that we should get more money so they made a thing called the Fair Labor Act".

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My name is Walter royce. Ive been a paper boy for almost a year now I only get payed 20 cents an hour. I work because I need to get money to feed my family. My dad is dead so I have to work. My mom is alive but she has to take care of my little brother. Often times I dont have enough money to feed my family.

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My name is Jorden I am 15 years old.i am a imagrant from Mexico.I have been a news paper boy for 3 years.i only get payed 8 cents per hour.Ive only saw grown ups I've never seen a kid

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My name is Sylvie Larson. I've worked in the factory and in many houses to clean, for a nickel a day. I've lived in New York, city my whole life from what I remember. As you can probably tell from the picture, one of my braids is longer than the other. That's because about a year ago when I was maybe 11years old, I worked in a factory. My hair got caught in the machine so they had to cut it off. It's grown back, but it's uneven. After that they threatened to shave my hair off or I leave. Luckily, I found this big house to work in. It pays a penny more, it's a lot more work, but it's less dangerous than the factory I worked in, I'll tell you that. I am an immigrant from Sweden. My pa died when I was very little. I have an older brother but I've never seen him since I was 2. We don't know where he is, or what happened to him. Sometimes I cry on the front porch and long to see my family. It's very harsh in the winters and gets very cold. The owners of this house are so rich, they have many leftovers on some celebration they call thanksgiving. But they choose not to give any to me. They just give me spoiled food they find in the refrigerator. One day I hope to be free, and find the rest of my family. I hope to live a happy childhood, (if I still have one by then.)

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I am Kalli and I am 9 years old. I am from a small village and immigrated to a new home with my family for wealth to feed my family and to help my mom after her accident. I have two older sister Hannah (14) and Hailey(12). I work with both of them in a glass factory where we all get yelled at everyday.

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My name is Joetta Smith. My birthday is November 22, 2000. I am. 15 years old, and I know all of this stuff because I carry around my diary that tells me everything. I pass out nespapers, pick cotton, and work on a dangerous machine that you have to separate things. I work for these things because i dont earn enough money so i work extra jobs just for my family. I also just came out of a coma abiut a week ago beacause i gitten beaten so hard.

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This is Timothy. He was born to Spanish parents who immigrated to New York to escape from debts. Timothy was abandoned at age 3 when his parents were killed in a flour mill burning. At age 5 he got a job as a messenger for a rich businessman but then hot fired at age 5 because his boss purchased a telegraph. He was left jobless for 5 months and struggled to live by stealing from the local market and carrying things for people for 1-5 cents per load. He later found a job at a bowling alley/bar where he worked in exchange for a living space with five other boys, and some food.

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My name is Cole Vildêsgöv. I am an immigrant from a small town in Denmark. 2 years ago, my family finally ran out of money. We all knew that it was going to happen soon enough so we spent the rest of our money on a boat ride and a train ride to America. My father works in the mines, my mother collects laundry from the neighbors. Her fingers are rubbed raw and bleed at the slightest touch. I have four other siblings and a 5th on the way. We all hope that it's a boy. I have two brothers named France and Marc, and I have two sisters named Maryella and Elsie. France works in the factory and Marc, being only two years old does not. Maryella and Elsie both work in a sewing factory. I'm not sure how old they are, but they both claim to be 4. I'm not sure how old I am but I think I am 10. I'm a newsie, and I get 3 maybe 4 if I'm lucky cents a day. Although almost everyone in my family works, I still don't get enough to eat. I work as a newsie because my mother won't let me work in the mines with my father. She says that it is too dangerous for just a little boy. But what she doesn't know, is that drunk men swear at me and people spit at me all the time. I have learned not to complain about it. Everyone has it worse than me. Something interesting that no one knows about me is that I can speak almost fluent English. There is a man that buys a paper everyday from me that aches me a little English everyday. He is also an immigrant from Denmark.

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He said it was the tour of the century I think it's a turn in my life-

Philip Seggelkow

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My name is Russel Formann lll, I work in the mines and help the older men with the carts and the coal. I work so I can pay the kind sir that is providing me with food and shelter I guess he's kinda like a dad but I call him sir or sometimes I'll call him my Guardian. If I wasn't stuck in the mines working all day I would want to be a writer for the newspaper. A lot of people ask why my hair is so long, I can't afford to get my haircut and it also keeps my facewarm on the coldest nights. My dad died doing hard work like this, and I want to carry on the hard work and show the world that our effort counts.- Russel Formann lll

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My name is Skylar James. I'm 13 years old and I am from New Jersey. I work for Ms. Alicia, a nice woman who happens to have a lot of money. My job is to clean her house which is bigger than the market by my house, and to help her with anything she needs and do what she asks. I work so that I can help my mom buy food for the family. My brother is a breaker boy, he's 15. I barely ever see him but when I do it's always fun. We're really clos, me and my brother. This is because when dad left, all we had was mom and eachother. I wish to be a lawyer someday but I don't know how I'll get there...

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You can call me Rih. My family moved here in the early 1800s. Back then they called it "the land of the free." I walk to my job early every morning. I work at the bobbins sewing clothes. I'm cold, hungry, tired, and usually bleeding with beat up hands. I work usually 16 hour days with 5 cents an day. My little sister works too. She doesn't even know how to read. My papa died back in Sweden from a disease we still don't know. My mama got pneumonia a few years back. I live with my older sister, Bey, and her baby boy, Nicky. Bey works at night, so she takes care of him while I work and then we switch. I hope he never has to live the way I do now. Mr Biz (my boss) better have my money because he hasn't played us in days.

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This is Lisa or at least that's what they call her. Her job was to clean the blood off of knives, tables and aprons. When her family came here they hoped for a better life. She said the day before she had fell off the step stool and got a bloody nose and scrapped her arm on the rugged floor. She wish she could go back to her land but she can't even remember what it looked like or what it was called.

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My name is Griffin Birmingham and Im 15 yrs. old. I dont know how to read or write. I was born in the United States because my parents used to be slaves. I work as a plumber because that was the most high paying job around my area. I would work from 5a.m till whatever time i come home from work. One day when i was working a kid named Alex Mahone started working here, but something was about the kid. He was always scared and shivering. My boss set me and him up, so i tried to find out whats wrong with him. On his 2 week of work I found out that he had scars all over his arm. " his father must be a drunken". Alex left and nonone saw him for weeks untill a kid who was washing her laundry saw a body in the creek. Our boss let gonto his grave for 30 min. A year later my parents said that i dont have to work any more because of the Fair Labor Act.

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My name is Philip Siggelkow I immigrated to the United States from Germany. My "father" I don't know if he is or not. He "found" my mother dead in the shower claiming she slipped and croaked he head open. He makes me do the dishes clean the house. When I'm not looking he makes it messier so I have to clean it up. All the time I see my daddy talking to the women in short dresses on the street. At the end almost every time they slap him. I beg them not to because every time he gets slapped he blames me and I get no food and I have to do double overtime on selling papers. Sometimes when I try to sell papers the men tell go back to the hole you came from. And slap my papers out of my hand. And when I lose some of them my daddy makes me use my money to pay. When ever I get a tip from a kind person my daddy finds it and uses it to buy alcohol. Then he gets all mean and hurts me one time he threw a chair at me and I couldn't walk for days. And every day I can't sell papers I have to pay my daddy for the lost paper money. He says it's the tu

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My name is Lydia Jayne, and I work for two pennies a day for doing laundry. I used to work at a sewing machine, but then I had a really bad accident with the machine, and two of my fingers got cut off. I had four siblings my sisters Franny and Brynn, and my two brothers Max and Johny. Last year, when we immigrated to America from Sweden, my brother Max taught me how to read and write. He was my best friend. Unfortunately, a few months after that, he died when separating coal. He was a breaker boy and his hand got shoved up the shute and died immediately. Franny got caught in an accidental fire just outside of a factory, her boot got stuck in the snow, and she couldn't get out, and no one could save her. We found out a week later. After that, my dad got pretty sick with pneumonia and died a slow death. Since my mom works with the kids, and I am now the oldest child, I am forced to do all the work for the family, at only eight years old. After the sewing accident, all I could do was fold laundry, so that is where I have been working for six months. I get beaten a lot and there are many machines aroundme, which gets really scary, because I am scared of fire. We now live in New York and are trying to make a living. As for something interesting about me, I am not too bad at reading books, but unfortunately, I never have time to read them.

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I am a paperboy in the year 1900 at the turn of the century. This is the only job I could get. I am paid 5 cents a day. We used to live on a family farm-me, my mom, and my dad. But then, my mom died and my dad started drinking. Now my dad is always drinking and he won't work. So we now live in Boston and I'm supporting the family at only eight years old. I always loved playing cards with daddy. That is, before he became a drunken