"No, no," says Sing Lee. "I write that about Canton. I born in Canton many
years ago. Many, many years ago."
MRS. RODJEZKE'S LAST JOB
Mrs. Rodjezke scrubbed the corridors of the Otis building after the
lawyers, stenographers and financiers had gone home. During the day Mrs.
Rodjezke found other means of occupying her time. Keeping the two Rodjezke
children in order, keeping the three-room flat, near the corner of
Twenty-ninth and Wallace streets, in order and hiring herself for half-day
cleaning, washing or minding-the-baby jobs filled this part of her day. As
for the rest of the day, no fault could be found with the manner in which
Mrs. Rodjezke used that part of her time.
At five-thirty she reported for work in the janitor's quarters of the
office building. She was given her pail, her scrub brush, mop and bar of
soap and with eight other women who looked curiously like herself started
to work in the corridors. The feet of the lawyers, stenographers and
financiers had left stains. Crawling inch by inch down the tiled flooring,
Mrs. Rodjezke removed the stains one at a time. Eight years at this work
had taken away the necessity of her wearing knee pads. Mrs. Rodjezke's
knees did not bother her very much as she scrubbed.
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