A carriage flew over the muddy country trace.Lizzy, a girl lacked basic literacy, was trying her best to read the notes given by her grandfather.
The place she was gonna arrive was her new home, speaking frankly, her new workingplace. Lizzy trudged from France to Manchestere,nope,Manchester–her mama's hometown–to make her living.It was not easy for a 10–year–old girl who only know French. But for her little brother Jonathan's sake, Lizzy'd love to obey adults.
she's all in black–a black blowse, a checked black jumper which came from a rubbish bag backyard, two faded black gloves and even black,dirty short boots.Lizzy was Jewish.She had the same hair as her parents,which was light linen,and eyes were turqoise and slightly blue,like the color of summer lake,reflecting the pure sky.She was strong and chubby.For a child stepping into puberty,she grew fast, and ate much.Thus she became the burden of the poor rural family.
Her real name is not Lizzy actually.Her mama called her Terebentine Jeane Dubois because she considered that this name was an elegant lady's name.Her family called her Lis,which was shorter.
