Cum here, no Inglis, no job, wuk hard. Wash toilet efereday fifteen awur. Later, better. Know little Inglis, I wuk at rich pipel aus. I klin their rums, kuk their meals, tek kare of their cildren. They so inhuman. They eat hamburger, cili pries--- American pud. I dun like American pud. When they not there, I kuk Indonesian pud. My rum no good but good becos I no need pay. They let me live for pree. My rum a lot moskito, kokroach, rat. I miss my famili. I have to send money back hom.