Journal 14

Today I awoke to the rising sun and climbed the ladder the candles were lit and a small fire burned in the chimney. The kitchen smelled of baked bread that mother had cooked earlier that morning. I sat at the small wood kitchen table with my bread and drank a small glass of milk getting ready to head out to the print shop and help my master Ben Franklin. I finished eating and washed my face in the stream outside the back door. There was a small breezy as I walked slowly past the town Inn and skipped along past the small farm seeing the cows. It was early when I arrived at the shop and I quietly let myself in the back door with the key that we hid under the bottom step. I walked in and turned on the printing press, started the fire, and got the paper ready for the news that my master will write and I would copy. Each morning I completed the these simple tasks and got everything set up so that when Master Franklin walked in all he had to do was write. Master Franklin was a brilliant man and I was happy to work under him as an apprentice and knew that he would teach me all the need knowledge to become as successful as him. Each morning Master Franklin walked in with a smile on his face carrying his little black notebook that he carried making dots when he felt himself losing control of his virtues. He quoted his virtues all the time while he thought, wrote his stories, and invented his amazing inventions. He spoke of his virtues so often that I could recite them myself and I found myself joining in reciting them with him as he mutter them throughout the day. We finished each day with a farewell as he left I stayed and cleaned up the stamps, put out the fire, and as I left I locked up the doors and dumped the ashes out and continued home and I repeated this routine about every day.