WHAT'S THE JOB?

Read these rules:


1. You mustn't go out with men.
2. You mustn't marry during the time of your contract.
3. You must be home between 8 p.m. and 6 a.m.
4. Your dresses mustn't be shorter than two inches(=pulgadas) above your ankle.
5. You mustn't travel beyond the city limits without the permission your boss.
6. You mustn't ride in a carriage or automobile with a man.
7. You mustn't dress in bright colors.
8. You mustn't dye(=teñir) your hair.
9. You must wear two petticoats(=enaguas).
10. You mustn't go to ice cream shops.




In the past, when a woman wanted to work as a ??????????????,
She had to obey those RULES.

What's the JOB? And, now, a more difficult question: can you guess the YEAR?


Please, write down your answers and your opinion about the rules.

Here is a little CLUE (a song from a famous film...).
Gangsters Paradise – Coolio

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I take a look at my life and realise there's not much left

Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long that

Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone

But I ain’t never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talking, and where you walking

Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk

I really hate to trip but I gotta lope

As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke ... fool

I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like

On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street light
They been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise

We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise

Look at the situation, they got me facing

I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip

So I gotta be down with the hood team

Too much television watching got me chasing dreams
I'm a educated fool with money on my mind

Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye

I'm a loped out gangsta set trippin banger

And my homies is down so don’t arouse my anger ... fool

Death ain’t nothing but a heartbeat away

I'm living life do or die, what can I say

I'm 23 now but will I live to see 24

The way things is going I don't know

Tell me why are we so blind to see

That the ones we hurt are you and me.

They been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise

We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise

Power and the money, money and the power

Minute after minute, hour after hour

Everybody's running, but half of them ain’t looking

What's going on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cooking

They say I've got to learn but nobody's here to teach me

If they can't understand it, how can they reach me
I guess they can'tI guess they won'tI guess they front

That's why I know my life is out of luck ... fool

They been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise

We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise
Tell me why are we so blind to see

That the ones we hurt are you and me.

Tell me why are we so blind to see

That the ones we hurt are you and me.