Lower Class

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Lower class When children we were poor, and that was ok, we knew hunger, it was not so much not having much living in unsanitary houses no bathroom we all lived like this and thought nothing of it, it was that our life was staked out by authority our job after seven years schooling was to man the factory, some went further and became welders and others electricians which the nearest we could get to being middle class. Most children when young accepted their future life and after long years in a factory got a watch from the administration and a picture in the local newspaper. There were many losers some became drifter didn`t want to we called them lazy some became seamen while other sank into alcoholism and they were the clever ones no one saw their talent, and the gifted didn`t know how to set themselves free living in boarding houses walking in the shadow, luckily many of them died young. Life is better now we have a better chance there never was a time of the good old days.

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