When I started work it was very hard for mi
because I was
fourteen years old I lived with my mother and my five older brothers.
We were very close.
I worked full time. It was very hard because of what I had to
do.
My first job I worked in Cordoba, Mexico. I
worked for a man who was a carpenter.
I started work because my family and I needed the money and
had to pay
my school.
I learned to make furniture and talk to the customers.
My job
was a little dangerous because I had to use the big machines
to
cut the wood and make the furniture. I remember an accident
of my best
friend. He almost cut the hand two pieces astonished when
I saw the
blood took was him to the hospital. He was very sick.
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