when i was ten years old i went to work in cotton mill. the mill owner used to like children as workers.we were cheap and he paid us very little.we were useful because we could climb under the machines and clean them. at our factory we used to start work at five o'clock in the morning .we never stopped work or sat down untill nine or ten at night .once,when i lost part of my finger in a machine,i bandaged it and went on working.