There was once a familiar scene above the roof tops
where smoke ascended. With the darkness of the skyline and
the dense November fog, a day not passing by without being
sick or tormented. Chimney sweeps and many of them boys and
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Thank goodness those days have been done away with, and children cannot be used and abused this way any more. Well done piece Rose, to bring those children back to mind.
do they still do that? ...little boys? ...India has kids under 14 working and the govt has banned it recently...but free education does not quell hunger...they are back at the jobs as soon as the govt is lax...a sad story beautifully penned sylvia...love...nalini
Lovely story Sylvia, well put together. You might like to read one I wrote about a chimney sweep. It was called 'The Little Chimney Sweep'., funnily enough.! ! It's a good subject to write about, one can be very pictorial. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
A powerful and evocative word picture of these children who had to live in darkness. For such small souls, I feel sure, the angels wept. Beautiful write, Sylvia. Love, Sandra
Awwww...sad, but true. I love the fact that you've brought us back in time. Thank you. Hugs, Dee
Through the smog and the haze I see hope for better days, but let us not forget these precious Children who had so much hard-ship to endure Thankyou for this fine piece Love duncan X