Eva Smiths Diary Entries - English Coursework

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Lisa Wildman 10J                Mrs. Sagar

Eva Smiths Diary Entries – English Coursework

Dear Diary,

                I seriously do not think that things could get any worse. I’ve lost my job at the factory, my mother passed away last week, and there was an Eviction notice on my doorway as I entered my flat. A huge black hole has just opened before me, and its calling me towards it.

More about the factory – my boss, Mr. Birling, had been a nice enough man up until now. He paid me a little amount compared to what I should have been earning, and although I had been fine with it, some of the girl’s confided in me that they felt that he was being unreasonable. In my excitement that people felt the same as me, we set up an organisation in which I would demand more money from him. We decided that confronting him directly was the best form of attack, so I did it the day after the agreement.

I marched in there, a petition in my hands, and said boldly,

“Mr. Birling, the other girls’ and I are quite appalled with the amount that you’re paying us. We believe that if you do not raise the amount by three shillings or more, we should have the right to leave.”

He stared at me for a few moments, a thoughtful expression becoming of him. I smiled genteelly, and waited – how I waited! After about ten minutes or so, he replied, a glint in his eye,

“You believe that eh? Well let me tell you something girly, I don’t have time for you and your little friends. Either you like what I’m paying you, or you get out. No – wait. You’re fired.”

He is the most selfish, arrogant, narrow-minded creature I have ever had the misfortune of working for.

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Dear Diary,

                Although my outlook is still quite bleak, not everything is going badly. I have a new job at a beautiful ladies clothing shop – very select. The ladies there are very polite, and the pay is a third more than what I had been paid at Birling’s, so I’m fitting in well.

Also, at the Palace Bar the other night, I was just drinking my vodka, when that huge Joe whatshisname, Joe Meggarty – he ambled over to me and started pressing himself against me! Well, I was so disgusted I didn’t do anything – he was ...

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