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EVA Smith's DIARY ENTRIES Tuesday, September 19th, 1910. Im shattered today. It was another hard day at the Works. The weather's getting worse and the prospect of a pay rise is the only thing keeping me going, at the moment. However, I'm not that optimistic of achieving it. Birling is an ignorant, obstinate, old fool and is adamant on widening the gap between rich and poor. Tomorrow's the day he's going to discuss our offer. It's a lost cause. I've always fought for what I believe in but know I'm beginning to wonder what the point is. This job is the only thing I've got and I can't afford to lose it. People nowadays don't take kindly to single girls who are unemployed and have no prospects. Anyway that's enough for tonight, I better hit the sack. Wednesday September 20th 1910, It turned out that Birling didn't want to negotiate at all! He sacked me! Typical! Just when I thought I was on the verge of a promotion, this happens! He work's us like slaves and isn't even willing to negotiate a compromise. It just isn't right. The world would be a much better place without scum like Birling. He gave us a load of old waffle about how he didn't want to drive labour costs too high and in his words, "regrettably we are going to have to discharge you." The slimy, good for nothing, weasel, he made it sound as if he had no choice. ...read more.


When he discovered that I soon would have nowhere to live, he told me that a friend of his had gone away and that he was happy for me to stay in his flat, temporarily. It was such a generous offer that I found it hard to reject. He comes and visits me daily know, bringing food and money, but it's his company I enjoy best. Im exceedingly appreciative of what he has done for me, but there is no way that I can ever repay him. I feel so at ease when Im around Tom, and I don't have to tiptoe around him, or worry what he might think of me. For the first time in a long time I'm content with my life. Wednesday 6th June, 1911 Im still seeing tom but I think our relationship is starting to evolve. My feelings for him are becoming deeper and I find myself thinking about where he is and what he's doing. He is the only person in a long time that's cared and looked after me properly. I've always got a smile on my face when I'm around him and he makes me feel unique. Nevertheless, there is always a voice in my head telling me that he can never be mine, it brings me down to earth. Also the fact that I'm being deceitful doesn't help, a relationship based on dishonesty isn't going to last and I'm preparing for the day when he tells me it's all over. ...read more.


I've decided to tell them that I'm a married women, whose husband has left her, it might give me a little more credibility, unlike a stupid young girl who has found herself in trouble and has no one but herself to blame. Im going to call myself Mrs Birling, seeing as it was Birling who got me out of a job. I've never done this before and Im fairly apprehensive about it. Monday 26th March 1912, I did it. I went to the Committee, and it turned out that the board was headed by some toffee-nosed, old cow that saw me as something she had scraped of the back of her shoe! She interrogated me hard, and ultimately squeezed he truth out of me. I told her about Eric and the money, although I could tell by the look on her face that she thought my story was too far-fetched. I was refused any help. It seems as though every door in the corridor of my life is slamming shut in front of my face. I fell lonely, isolated...suicidal. Friday 5th April 1912, I've been depressed for over a fortnight, every day in the morning I drag myself out of bed, thinking that this is a nightmare and it'll all be over. If only it was. What sort of life will this child have, I don't even want it. Every time I gaze in to its eyes, there'll be a reminder of my mistake, when all I want is to put an end to that sinister chapter of my life. There isn't going to be a happy ending, or a light at the end of the tunnel... ...read more.

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There are many strengths to this collection of diary entries. The student has a clear appreciation of the events of the play and the role that the different characters had on the life of Eva Smith. The writing shows empathy and generally sustains an authentic voice throughout. The technical inaccuracies with errors in punctuation, spelling and paragraphing mean that the student would unlikely to get the full extra marks available for spelling, punctuation and grammar (SPaG) which are now awarded on some Literature exam questions.

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