I grew up in a small house with my family, Our house had no running water, no insulation and the toilet was outside which we shared with our neigbours. Now dispite those inconveniences we grew up just fine and managed to get though our childhood without getting any infectious sicknesses like whooping cough and scarlet fever.
I hated living in my neighbourhood! It was dirty and all the houses had no insulation or proper roofing due to poor effort in bulding any of the houses, My family and I all shared one room due to mold and feces taking over the rest of the houses.
One day I went down to the shops and saw a flyer advertising an oppertunity to move to a far away place called "New Zealand", I didint really know what to think at first but I suddenly found myself running down the street towards my house with the flyer in my hand. The day the boat was departing was only a weeks away and still had no idea what I was going to do and if I wanted to go.
Time seemed to fly by each day i thought about moving but eventually I came to a decision, I was leaving this dreadful place and starting fresh in a new town. The day the boat arrived I was nervious i'd never ever been on a boat before and this time it was a one way ticket.
The first day on the boat was okay but the constant swaying of the boat made my stomache turn it's self inside out, Trying to keep clean on the boat was difficult because there was no fresh water but it was still better then home. Animals were killed on the boat for fresh meat and milk was also provided at dinner time and breakfast.
The boat journey was long and I started to miss home after a few weeks but we played cards and chess to pass time and sometimes we just looked at the fish in the ocean. We had finally arrived in New Zealand and it was beautiful! the grass was green and the trees were taller then any building that i'd ever seen in London.
A year had past and living in New Zealand was bliss. At first I missed my family but the feeling passed very quickley. I got a job as a farmer and moved into a small home in a clean area but one thing that was surley different was that i had an inside toilet which was great in some sense no more sharing with the neigbours. The day I moved to New Zealand was truley the happiest day of my life.
A year had past and living in New Zealand was bliss. At first I missed my family but the feeling passed very quickley. I got a job as a farmer and moved into a small home in a clean area but one thing that was surley different was that i had an inside toilet which was great in some sense no more sharing with the neigbours. The day I moved to New Zealand was truley the happiest day of my life.
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