Children in the Factories

My First Day in the Industrial Revolution. Not as great as I thought it would be. The air is polluted and it stinks of gas and smoke form the large towers that billow smoke into the clouds, I can hardly breath. This morning I saw a factory owner standing outside his factory with a whip, as I watched from my window I saw a small child run up to the man. The man yelled at the child for being late and whipped him viciously. So many children are working in these factories. I walked around the nearby square and was astounded at the amount of  child workers coming in and out of the factories. Hopefully things will get better.