A day at work
It’s the same job every day,
I am working in the grain fields alone.
I have a family
I must think about them first
I need to rest
But I can’t stop now
I need to go on until the sun disappears and darkness covers the field.
I must get rid of all the weeds
Or I won’t be able to feed the children.
Evening has come.
The sky began to vanish behind a dark cloud of mist
Drizzle started to fall into my face
But I can’t stop now
I must think about the people who need me.
I must keep working until the field is all clean
If I don’t, the people will starve.
No, I can’t let that happen.
I have to make sure I do my job the right way.
The rain stopped.
It was already night.
I will be leaving for home soon.
My hands, my back, my legs hurt so much.
But I can’t stop now
I still have a few more spots left undone
I must continue until every bit of the field is sparking with nothing but grains.
I found myself staring at the huge meadow.
It looked like an ocean with no ending.
But it was still beautiful.
I will return home now and come back tomorrow,
To work on the next field of grain.go here)
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