The Ghetto rang with a
clamor for knowledge
To save up some money and prepare for college seemed to be the
most natural thing for me to do. I said to myself that I niust begin
to study for it without delay. But that was impossible, and it was
quite some time before I took up the course which the presser's
boy had laid out for me. During the first three months I literally
had no time to open a book. Nor was that all.
My work as a cloak-maker had become a passion with me, so
much so that even on Saturdays, when the shop was closed, I
would scarcely do any reading.
Instead, I would seek the society of other cloak-makers with whom
I might talk shop
I was developing speed rather than skill at my sewing-machine, but
this question of speed afforded exercise to my brain. It did not
take me long to realize that the number of cloaks or jackets which
one turned out in a given length of time was largely a matter of
method and system. I perceived that Joe, who was accounted a
fast hand, would take up the various parts of a garment in a
certain order calculated to reduce to a minimum the amount of
time lost in passing from section to section.
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