Nonna Can’t Stand The Sight of a Sewing Machine
Sewing shirtwaists nine hours a day, Monday through Saturday for seven dollars a week. There was more than five hundred of us on the ninth floor. Bosses told us we was lucky to have jobs at all, bunch of dumb Dagoes who couldn’t speak no English, and women to boot. That Saturday afternoon, one of the foremen was careless with his cigarette. The…