Dear Journal,
It has been a week since I moved from Claremont, NH to Lowell, Mass. I sometimes wonder why I left Claremont. I am glad that in Lowell I don’t have to be pressured into being a teacher. Even though I love teaching I didn’t want to make it my full time job. I came to Lowell, determined that, if I had my own life to obtain I would get it my own way; that I would read, think and write when I could, with out restraint.
It was easy for me to get a job because I was literate. I told the overseer that I went to Atkinson Academy, sought employment at age 14, taught school, and learned French. I got hired very quickly. I get paid 3 dollars a week.
There is a magazine called the Lowell Offering. I read the magazine during lunch today. They have good writers for the magazine. I hope when I get a little older I will be able to edit the magazine. I love editing and I hope to become famous at it someday.
I have to go to bed because I have to wake up at 5 o’clock to be at work at 6 o’clock.
Who am I?