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mutant and proud
Don't pick out other people's flaws, when you can't even admit to your own.
-- Khloe Kardashian
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Two Young Women

By Deidre Barry

I’m 18, and years older than that.
I’m 18, and I can’t believe I’m that old.

I get up before sunrise, because I have to be at work.
I get up at 6, because I need time to do my hair and makeup before school.

I walk two miles to work, the blisters on my feet open from wear.
I drive to school, and walk carefully, because I need to keep my shoes clean.

I spend my day inside a factory, with hundreds of other girls, unable to take breaks, and unable to leave.
I spend my day in classes, wanting only to get out.

I would give anything to go to school, to learn, to be able to get somewhere in life.
I would give anything to be done with school. Who cares anyway?

I would quit, but I can’t. I have parents, brothers and sisters to support, and jobs are hard to find.
I’d drop out, but then my parents would be pissed.

At 4:00, we get a five minute break for water, and then it’s back for more work.
At 3:30, we get out, and I head for basketball practice.

I sew the Swoosh on, time after time, hour after hour, until my fingers bleed, and my knuckles ache.
I lace up my Nikes, my new ones.

I earn barely enough to live, and not even near enough to help my family. I get paid per pair, and I can only make so many.
These cost me $130, and everyone has a pair.

My lungs burn with every breath, and I cough up dust every night when I get home.
My lungs sear as I run up and down the court, but I know it only makes me stronger.

I sew pair after pair, trying to earn enough to buy food and clothes.
These shoes hurt my feet. I think I’ll buy a new pair.

I go home, and cry. I want out, but it’s such a vicious cycle. I work to get out, but I always need to work a little more before I have enough.
I go home, and lie on my water bed. I can’t wait till college. I can get out.

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