Citation de missmolko1
JUNIOR WANTED: Part-time Junior required at Launceston Press Ltd., publishers of The London Evening Chronicle. Must be capable, enthusiastic hard worker with 60 wpm typing/110 wpm short-hand. Letters soonest to Mrs. H. Bird, Launceston Press Ltd., Launceston House, London EC4.
It was the best job I had ever seen in my life.
If there was anything I wanted most in the world (other of course than for the war to end and Hitler to die a quite grisly death), it was to be a journalist. Or to be precise, what people in the know referred to as a Lady War Correspondent.
For the past ten years - even since I'd won a trip to the local newspaper as my prize for writing a quite dreadful poem when I was twelve - I had dreamt of a journalistic career.
Now my heart beat like anything, thumping through the vests and the greatcoat and threatening to leap right out and onto the lady in the next seat. I was jolly grateful for the job at Strawman's, but I was desperate to learn how to be a reporter. The sort of person who always had a notebook in hand, ready to sniff out Political Representatives, or best of all, leap onto the last plane to a far-off country in order to send back Vital Report of resistance and war.
It was the best job I had ever seen in my life.
If there was anything I wanted most in the world (other of course than for the war to end and Hitler to die a quite grisly death), it was to be a journalist. Or to be precise, what people in the know referred to as a Lady War Correspondent.
For the past ten years - even since I'd won a trip to the local newspaper as my prize for writing a quite dreadful poem when I was twelve - I had dreamt of a journalistic career.
Now my heart beat like anything, thumping through the vests and the greatcoat and threatening to leap right out and onto the lady in the next seat. I was jolly grateful for the job at Strawman's, but I was desperate to learn how to be a reporter. The sort of person who always had a notebook in hand, ready to sniff out Political Representatives, or best of all, leap onto the last plane to a far-off country in order to send back Vital Report of resistance and war.
