Governess

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Olivia Rose

I am Olivia Rose, I am a well-educated woman but unfortunately my family is from the working class. I am sixteen and my parents died when I was ten. I have been a governess for two years in the Pierce's mansion. Today I arrived to a city called Duncan. I am here since I have been given a tremendous opportunity to work in a high-class mansion serving as the governess for a ten-year-old boy; my salary is fifty pounds per year. I feel blessed that such and opportunity like this has been given to me, since it is rare that the Mars family would take in a governess with such little experience. Mary Romero and Steven Mars are the owners of this mansion, they are well-mannered and educated people.

When I arrived they showed me the entire house and then led me to my room, they treated me with such kindness, like as if they had pity for me. Even though I appreciated their kindness I hoped they would have treated me as their equal, for in relation to my room it certainly look like a servant's room. With this observation I foreshadowed that I will be treated as their inferior, not as their equal. I don't mind if they do so since I really couldn't have expected more from one the richest families in the country. Plus, in comparison to my experience with the Pierce family I believe this will be paradise. In the Pierce's Mansion my salary was fifteen pounds a year and I was treated like a servant, perhaps less than a servant for I was rarely fed, my room was no bigger than the space of my bed and the only person to whom I spoke was my pupil and even she treated me like an inferior such that when she couldn't learn a lesson she would blame me for being poor and not good enough as for teaching her properly. They fired me because of her complains. Five months have passed since they fired me and I have lived in my cousin's house since. Leila, my cousin, is the sweetest person I know, she is very generous and compassionate, and never rejects me when I need her. She is from the middle-class, but I think sooner o later she will be rich since another cousin of ours is dying and we all know that he will leave Leila the inheritance.

A normal day here begins with breakfast: bread with coffee, even though they give me the same amount as they give to the servants, it is rather a reasonable amount. After breakfast, I start teaching Ethan for 10 hours, then at dinner Mary and Steven would some nights give me food, if not I remain starving till the next morning. Even though it doesn’t seem bad, I hate my job since I am always alone and I don’t actually talk to my masters, maybe we exchange some words through out the day but that’s it, no conversation nor interest in having one. Both have boring and dry personalities. I must say, I may be wrong since I must remember I am just the governess and they are one of the richest families here, for they have no reason

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