That was the day I woke up early not by myself but father woke me up because that was the gardening day. Some days ago we bought a new land near our house and my mother and father decided to make a garden their and on that day we have to make a garden their. We woke up early because on that day firstly a tractor has to come with soil which was needed for a garden and for that tractor to come, we have to broke a wall to make an entrance for the tractor.
On the early morning my father take a cup of tea and ask me to come with them and I, a 12 year old boy was thinking that what can I do as I was too small for that work and I also thought that my father is so rude with me because he ask me to broke that wall and quietly I also started work and taking two hours I broke half of the wall and my father was only watching me doing that work. After two hours my father take-over the work and broke the full wall but on that day tractor didn't come and that man calls my father and ask him that he will come on next day. On the next day again my father woke me up and on the early 5 am tractor come and dump a trolley of tractor but another fours trolley also has to come and by 9 am all the trollies dumped into our garden. After we take our breakfast and the real work start after that as we have to spread all the soil in our garden with a proper level and instead of using labour in this work as usually people use labour in this work my father decided to do this work by himself and along with him there was one another person and that person was me.
We both started working there as that work was quite tough for me not because it was first time for me to do these type of work but the work which I was doing was not of my age but my father was really a rude person for me. I was continuously shifting soil from one point to another and my father didn't even ask me to stop and also I didn't stop work by myself because I was also scared from my father. We work for 4 hours continuously and the lunch time came, my father ask my mother give us lunch in the garden where we was working but it was awkward for me because I had a habitat of eating food on dining table but those words come out from my father mouth, so I had to take lunch there. After the lunch, we take rest of half hour and after that half hour we again started our work. My feeling at that time was, a 12 year old boy is working in a field and doing a hard work and according to me my father was victimising me. I work for 5 hours continuously and suddenly fells down and after that I didn't know what happen with me. In the next morning I wake up and found me on my bed.
I did much of hard work that day but I also learn something on that day which was life of a farmer which my father was trying to teach me. Of course my father was much rude with me but I don't care about it because all the things which my father ask me to do have a deep relation with my life.
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