April 5, 1950
Mosh Tutankhamun (Industrialization in Egypt)
For this week, I barely earned forty dollars. I sold hand-made clothes, a chicken and about fifty grams of gains, which supposed to be adds up to about an hundred dollars. Since the factories and plantation formed, I can not sell the products as expensively as before. The clothes from the factory cost only half as much as the clothes my wife made. I tried to sell a spring jacket for twenty dollars but I had to match the price with the factory. Today one heavily clothed merchant took a careful look at the cloth holding the cloth up to the sun and said, “Look at this gap in the middle. The machine can make perfect clothes, people cannot.”
Expecting much, I set in the dinner table and saw two dishes of rice and a dish of chick peas which were to feed my family including my four children. My wife said she is all out of the rice and she said I may have to sell a buffalo. On the farm, there are buffalo, five chickens, a cow, and the 200m2 farm field. Since the harvest is still five months away, I will have to sell either a buffalo or a crow. I least I have something to sell right now.
My friend Byblos, who owned the sugarcane field, left the farm to go to the city to work. I may go there too. I cannot keep selling my stocks. If I cannot get much profit next harvest, I will have to leave this place for the city with my family. We will work in a factory and produce manufactured goods. We’ll see.