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My Worst Job
part1: Any kind of job for me has the same meaning, that is, money. The only reason for work is I have to. I had naver thought about getting a job before I was twenty till one day I lost my loptop which my mom just gave to me. That is the very first time I felt that I need a formal job, not like the part-time job I have ever had. Because that is the only way to get money for a new laptop without letting my parents know.
However, to get a job is not that easy, especially in China. I had to compete with the new graduates seeking employment, although I was nothing by contrast. But fortuntely, I meet up with a sculptor when I was worring that I could not find a job. The sculptor told me that he is doing his sculpture and he is looking for assistant. This was a great chance for me, and after a simply interview I became a assistant of him.
I was frustrated at the first day of work, although the job I have got is the one that I always interest in. I thought sculpture is a nice job when I was a student in an art school, but reality tesyified that I was totally wrong. The day I went to his factory I was amazed at its terrible environment. The work place was so sweltering during summer. Everyone worked in the factory were coverd by clay, just like a sculpture. We must keep the sculpture by spraying water on it. Each time we did that the air in the factory had became stale and frowzy. I wonder how people can work at a place like that, especially in summertime. Even though I begun to hate this job, I had to deal with it, and it was an opportunity to learn more about sculpture anyway.The truth was I could not treat this job as a good chance of study. Work as a sculptor is a hardly and dangerously, particularly when the sculpture is super big, It was not the exquisite stuff I have ever seen in the art gallery, it was 60ft × 20ft, just like the wall of an art gallery. Because of its hugeness, we must stood on a fram infront of the sculpture, which was built with iron and wood, and carve the sculpture carefully and keep balance at the same. But, I am not a superman; I sprained my neck because of the shakable, slippery and annoying frame while I was doing the sculpture.
part2:
The situation seems to get worse with each day that passed because I begun homesick. I had been leaving home for sevel month and lived with my friend at an apartment which we rent. On the other hand, I found some joy from that awlful job unexpectedlly. As I was the only girl in that factory, my partners gave me much help with the work. My boss is a very nice guy, and he taught me a lot.
Finally, I had been accustomed to this job; at least I did not hate it anymore. I even felt I like it, just compare to those lovely jobs I have ever done, it is the worst one. My parents finally knew what I have done and why I have not back home for a long time. Finally I have to quit that job because I got my visa. And finally, I left home again and I just got a new job and I hope it will never become the worst job.
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Say anything more,such an article was the price we pay for it points you want us to help you change.Do you really think out too scattered!
Money is not a panacea get no money is totally unacceptable!