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    dots Submission Name: When breakfast becomes dinnerdots
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    Author: pixie_007
    Elite Ratio:    3.36 - 45/77/63
    Words: 287
    Class/Type: Story/Nostalgia
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    Description:
       I remember my first day... My job isn't the easiest of jobs,I'm an Au-pair. Like a live-in nanny (but I do 90% more),and when your taking care of someone elses kids from 6 in the morning till 8 in the evening,you better have your wits about you. Its not as easy as it sounds.


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    dotsWhen breakfast becomes dinnerdots
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    "95.5 The beat. Murph dog in the morning bringing you nothing but the best in the ATL..."

    I open my eyes as the alarm goes off.
    My first day...
    I turn to look at the time even though I already know what the LED will show.

    5:30am

    I have to get up,I start work at 6:30. I have to get into the shower and then make my bed,get breakfast and...

    Ten more minutes,just to wake up a little more. I'll only lay in bed for ten more m-...

    My eyes pop open and I look at the time...

    6:07am

    Damnit!! I jump out the bed and trip over my Pj's as I make for the shower. I should'v got out of bed when the time told me to!!!

    I close my bedroom door and head for the kitchen,the time on the clock shows 6:32am.

    The kids will be rushing downstairs at 6:45 and their breakfast must be ready before they leave for school at 7:00,I better get their breakfast ready.

    I work all day doing laundry,cleaning up the house and running errands for my boss with no time for a break or time to eat. I look at the clock as the time ticks right on by.

    8:00pm

    Good I'm starving,wonder what my host mom made tonight.

    I open the refrigerator.
    Yoghurt,cheese,milk butter,fruit.
    Eggs,ketchup,vegetables...
    Hmm,has everyone had dinner already?

    "Did anyone make dinner tonight?" I call to my host dad who's watching ESPN.
    "Oh,uhm,yeah. We thought you already ate,sorry."

    8:15pm.
    Day one.
    I'm having toast.

    Your not cut out for this job when Breakfast becomes Dinner...




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      this is quite believable.

    i was talking to a girl who went to the US to be an Au Pair for a year and she was telling me all kindsa crazy things. especially about her first few weeks in the home... getting to know the children and routines and working out when the children were trying to trick her or stretch the truth or play dumb or whatever...
    theres always antics when you have someone new...

    and so on your first day im sure you were very eager to please... to get everything done... to be the greatest au pair the family ever had and show them why they chose you and not someone else...
    in some ways its all self imposed pressure and yet the pressure is very valid... learning where everything is and how everything works and trying to look like youre coping when you feel like youre in a whole nother world... its madness... it really is...

    i like the way you mark the progression of time. i am really obsessed with the progression of time and it interests me all the different ways it can be represented.
    the way you've done it is effective because of the intro you gave the reader with the digital alarm clock and the bolting up right at 6:07am... im sure everyone has had one of those "5 more minutes" moments of horror...
    and so the continuation of awareness of time was well conceived i believe

    and yes... im sure at 8pm when youre eating toast and feeling a lil left out because these ppl ate without you after you feel youve more than earnt the right to eat is cause enough to wonder if youve got what it takes...

    id be interested to read a follow up... how it goes now...
    | Posted on 2007-07-03 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      I liked it. Slightly unbelieveable though. It leaves us with questions such as... who is your host mom and dad and why do they not make sure you have time to eat? And why don't you have time to eat? But really, those questions do not effect how well-written this is. The first part, where you explained the hard task of waking, made me laugh because I go through that every morning. Whether it's 6:30 or noon. I am not a morning person. Or maybe I'm not a "waking up" person, period.

    The way you explained the morning in full detail, then rushed with the description of the day, and slowed down again for the evening... that was a good way to prove your point.

    I'm sure your job gives you a lot to write about.

    And I hope it pays well.

    -Samantha
    | Posted on 2007-06-07 00:00:00 | by sunsetserenity | [ Reply to This ]


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