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Your Story, Our Story features objects that tell personal stories of American immigration and migration.
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In collaboration with the Tenement Museum, Class E4 (taught by Allyn Wong) share their stories online.
Meaning: A name for someone who drops something.
When I dropped my coffee someone yelled, “Nice one, butterfingers!”
I’m such a butterfingers. I’ve already broken three of my new wine glasses.
He loves to play football, but he’s a butterfingers.
In which profession is it dangerous to be a butterfingers?
C. Butter Salesperson
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Read one story from Class 2P about jobs, then take the quiz to test your understanding:
Ling Ling Zhao
My Past Job
I came to the United States in 2011. When I came here, I was looking for a job as a waitress because I was a waitress in China. I had four years’ experience. But when I went to an interview the supervisor didn’t employ me. He told me I couldn’t speak English well, so I couldn’t get the job. When I heard that, I was very disappointed.
One month later my friend called me and he told me some good news. He said his restaurant needed a cashier. No experience was required. The restaurant was in New Jersey. It was a Japanese restaurant and the name was Sarku Japan. It was a franchise company. I told him I didn’t know how to use a cash register and I couldn’t speak English well. He said, “It doesn’t matter. You can learn. The people who work there are very nice. Take it easy.”
The first day I went to work I was very nervous and made many mistakes, but they didn’t get angry. They encouraged me, saying, “Try your best. You can do it.” After that I worked very hard and I assisted customers very well. Some customers became my friends.
I liked this job because my co-workers were friendly and the customers were generous. They always gave me tips. I worked there for three years. I was not only a cashier but also a cook. The manager taught me how to make sushi and cut fish. I was happy that I could learn more job skills.