Migration

 

Tablo reader up chevron

Migration

I was born in Russia and at the age of 6 I migrated to the vast sunburnt country Australia.it was a long tiering journey for us Russians. I migrated with my mum and dad. For the wars caused many casualties with the innocent Russians, for all we could hear was bombing and guns Gatling for victory!

 

On the Russian migration ships scurvy broke out and killed us by the dozen but before the scurvy broke out a vessel sunk killing 168 passengers on board the mossy wooden ship that smelt fowl and I saw many fatalities through the journey

We finally got off the disease-ridden prison like ships but dad said it was all worth it though soon I heard people talking jibberish dad said it was a different language.

We were escorted to a camp with some farm land behind it we were given 30 shillings to start with but land was 5 pounds for a block.it was real hot and I was hungry too. There was a market down the street dad started to work there for 3 pounds a month somehow we lived off it though. mum started to learn English and read she taught me too . soon dad bought some land and sheep he bought another block for some chickens and potatoes I had to grow the potatoes but it was fine.

At 7 I joined schooling and joined the cricket team I did swimming as well when I came home I washed the flaw clothes and the walls cook dinner round the sheep collect the eggs. In the morning I I peeled potatoes boiled them for mums lunch cook the mutton for me and dad and brew the vodka and bottle it for dad and leave it on the bench for his vodka stall and go to school after sport and school I went to my friends dads mine for an extra shilling

I left school at 15 years of age to work at the royal farm it contained pigs chickens cattle sheep crops and gardens it had a mine down the back too . I wake at 2:00 am and shear the sheep milk the cows collect the eggs take the pigs to the smoke house and wash the corgis skin the cows crop the carrots and harvest the lemons and mine till 11:00 bathe and eat to 11:30 and go to bed . On the Saturdays I educate the prince and train the guard dogs till 2:00 pm and then work the horses and wash the buttlers clothes and make a weeks worth of vodka for the royals/buttlers high tea and meet for the royal feast. I was paid 50 pounds a month it was hot and hard but I became a buttler at thirty yrs for the prince and on Sunday I preformed farm duties and Saturday I caught 12 hour rest .

Comment Log in or Join Tablo to comment on this chapter...
~

You might like Joey Brandon's other books...