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(A fictional biography novel in progress)

The first day going to the job was very exciting for me. I woke up bright and early that morning, took a bath for relaxation. Then I had my breakfast. By seven-thirty I was already out the door.

The company was situated in Hong Kong Island, and I was living in Kowloon, so I had to catch a bus to go to Tsim Sha Tsui Harbour, and then catch a ferry to go across the harbour to Hong Kong side in order to get to work. The trip from my house to the harbour was only a short few minutes ride, and then again the ferry would take me another few minutes.

By eight-thirty I was at the personnel office. The personnel manager was already sitting at his desk. It seemed to me that he was running a "one-man-operation" office, as I didn't see any other person(s) there with him, nor did I see an assistant there to help him. He handed me some forms to fill in for the company's record.

When I was finished with the forms, he spoke, "You'll be working in the sample room. Your job is to work with the sample room manager, Mr. Lee. You'll be responsible for helping Mr. Lee to sort out the samples everyday, and to send them off to other countries. Everyone here calls Mr. Lee "Sample Lee", he smiled, and then stood up from his chair.

"Let's just walk down there to meet Sample Lee and his team now.

"Okay," I nodded.

I followed this man down the elevator to another floor. We walked down a long hallway, and then came to a large double door room. He opened the door, and I stepped in.

Woweee!!!! What a sight that greeted me!!! I almost choked with excitement.

Toys!!! Toys!!! Lots and lots of toys!!!! My eyes almost bulged out from their sockets!!! All sorts of toys were everywhere!! They were strewn all over the places, on the floor, and on the desks!!!

Sample Lee was a tall guy. Rather white for being a Chinese guy, and rather tall too. He appeared to be in his early 30's. He was sitting at his desk that was filled with toys!!! He stood up to welcome me, and then led me to my working area.

"Here...this is where you'll be sitting," he said, pointing to a thing.

It was just a chair, and in front of it was a tiny desk, just large enough to hold a typewriter. I looked at "the thing" (that's what I called it) and thought "What? That's it? No desk or nothing for me? Just this thing and the chair? Well...okay then, I can't complain, can't I? No!...Not on my first day on the job anyway!"

Sample Lee led me around to meet all the other employees. Some of them were about 16 to 17 years of age. Well, okay... Ahem...I won't tell them my real age anyway. There were 2 other girls around 16 to 17 years of age; and then there was another lady who was much older, she appeared to be in her 30's - around the same age as Sample Lee as well. For some reasons, she twisted her mouth in displease when Sample Lee and I came near her, but Sample Lee introduced me to her anyway. Later, I leaned that her name was Big Miss Chan, and one of the other young girls who bore the same last name as hers was Little Miss Chan, and then the other young girl who had big boobs was Miss Ng.

Miss Ng had boobs that looked like they were going pop out from the top of her blouse whenever she bend down to pick up the toys; or whenever she bend down to sort out the toys. I noticed the boys were all stealing glances, watching her every time she did that.

The 3 young boys that were working in the sample room were: Ah Wing, Ah Kee, and Ah Sun. I don't know their real age, but perhaps they were slightly older than we were, but were all below 20 anyway.

When we were finished with the introduction, I followed Sample Lee back to his desk for further instruction on what to do next. Then to my surprise, he opened yet another door behind him that led to another room, and I followed him in there.

Once inside, I saw rows and rows of boards, where all the toys were hung for display!! I almost died in happiness!! Can you imagine the joy that had gone through my mind at that moment? I grew up owning just one pink stuff rabbit as my own toy, and yet now...through some sort of a twisted fate, I'm being hired to work in this large toys manufacturing and exporting company. Can you imagine my excitement, and the unspeakable joy that was going through my mind when I saw all those rows and rows of toys for display?!

There were dolls, dolls, and dolls everywhere! Cars and trucks!!...And the stuffed animals everywhere!! Packages of clothes for the dolls in big boxes ready to be hung for display!! Oh, how I wish I could own one of those dolls, and change its clothes everyday!! I felt like I had just stepped into a wonderland!

I suppose God must have known that toys was what I had been lacking when I was growing up, and He wanted to reward me this company to work in!! I was over the moon!! The temptation and the joy were too much for me on that day to complain about anything else. I didn't even mind sitting at just "the thing" to work.

Later, I've found out the reason why Big Miss Chan was twisting her mouth at me when she first saw me, for I was having the same pay as hers, and she had been working there for almost two years already. Well, it was no big deal for me!! I wasn't getting paid big money anyway for being a sample girl!

To be continued...

Copyright (c) Sandie May Joyce

March 28, 2010  

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Reviewed by m j hollingshead 6/17/2014

enjoyed the read

Reviewed by audrine max 4/4/2014
sounds like a paradise!
Reviewed by Charlie 4/13/2010
...hmmm, makes me feel how ungrateful we are here for our plethora of toy things. Sometimes less really is more. --Charlie
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 4/12/2010

Reviewed by Janet Caldwell 4/11/2010
You're a great weaver of stories! x
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater 4/3/2010
Dear Sandie,

I have been following your First Job...Canton, China has gifted us with a happy China girl we're all lucky to be in the talented company of...I've said it for years, China girl, your colored pencils are the sharpest in the drawer...keep on! We love you, Sandie Angel! Happy Ostara to you and Buddy...
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 3/29/2010
Excellent write, Sandie; you take us there in vivid, compelling writing! Well done; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. ;D
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 3/28/2010
Goodness, Congratulations Sandy with this wonderful write. Creativity at its best and kept my interest all the way through, very imaginative and different. Appears you are branching outward...

Be always safe,
Reviewed by Darkest Angel (Reader) 3/28/2010
I wanna see and be there--can I?! I love it; you are very good in the telling of the story--I envy and enjoy you all in the same. Very good story, Sandie.
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 3/28/2010
You get the reader right into the story, Sandie. I find this interesting particularly because of the autobiographical aspect of it. Love and best wishes,

Reviewed by The Poetess 3/28/2010

I love this childhood dream cone true.
I hope you get to play with more than one or two.
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 3/28/2010
It seems you have decided to "branch out" in regard to your writing, Sandie, and that bodes well for you. The thing about autobiographical writing you must be careful to not embellish things more than they were. Embellishment is unavoidable because after all, you are a writer and writers do get carried away at time. I know I had to fight daily to keep my own memoir on the straight and narrow this, although I didn't comment on it, I decided to use this to say what I wanted to say. I am pleased that you feel the need to cast your words to the world concerning your life and what you have gone through. Each of us have stories, but not all are brave enough to tell theirs publicly. Good luck.
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 3/28/2010
Thanks Fee! I can't wait either to have this book in print. This one is going to be a long story. A lot of things had happened during this period of my life. I will write them out in this book.

Sandie Angel :o)

Thank you Anthony!! I appreciate your comments too!! :o)
Reviewed by Felix Perry 3/28/2010
You keep this story alive by telling it with your heart and it is an enjoyable read...can definately see a book in this one Sandie...can't wait to read more of this.
Reviewed by TONY NERONE 3/28/2010
Wow I would love to work there. I am a big kid at heart. This is a very good prose. Like all of your writings in the past I found it very east to read and follow. I like this whole idea and format.

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