July has been a crazy month and a very busy month I might add. We have played a lot of baseball and we have got to see our relatives. This is just a little bit of our July and what we've been doing.
This past week my parents went to Las Vegas because my dad had a seminar he had to go to. My brother and I stayed with relatives. Our first two days we stayed with my uncle. We had a lot of fun at his place we got to watch a bunch of movies.
The rest of the week we stayed at my grandmas A.K.A Nini. Her house is really small but it was still really fun. While we were there we played with Ray and Luke, our little cousins. At the end of the week our other cousins came and we got to hang out with them.
The next day our parents finally came home and we all partied. Just kidding, we were really glad to see them, but we stayed another night because everbody was supposed to camp in the tent but everybody ended up going inside. The next morning our mom came and picked us up.
That concludes our week on vacation. We have finally got to sleep in our own beds. Unfortunately, I missed the All-Star game. But at least I recorded part of it.
THE END
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Friday, July 6, 2007
TO HELL AND BACK - Life in the Berry Fields
Most people think sending their children to go pick in the berry fields is a good idea. Well, I am telling you now that it’s not. Sure, you make a little money (14 cents a pound) but it’s not worth it. First you have to go out there rain or shine, sit in a field, and pick as fast or slow as you can. Some people don’t even work. They just sit and talk to their friends.
There are many things that happen in the berry fields; swearing, stealing, gossip, assault (with rotten berries), and grumpy field bosses.. For instance, today I got my berries stolen, I felt so violated!. Those rotten little punks, of course I didn’t see who did it but I know they’re rotten, rotten to the core. I’m a rookie at this but have learned that you need to always guard your flat. Some people even get fired occasionally. So remember, guard your berries because your berries are your money.
Your parents can come help you out in the fields. The first time my mom suggested this I just said, "Oh, no, that’s okay, you don’t need to come out and help me." I was sadly mistaken and thought that this would ruin my social life but quickly learned that in the berries you really don’t have a social life. So, my mom came out twice for two hours and my dad helped me for 5 hours one day and we got two hundred pounds. Many kids have their parents come out and work so they can make sure they earn some money. It makes it a lot easier and it’s fun to see your parents out there getting dirty like everybody else.
The most annoying thing is after a day in the fields your hands are as red as a ripe tomato. I am going to be brutally honest. BERRIES STINK! So, if you send your kids to berries, think about what they are going through. Think about all the pain and suffering . I for one, am never going to send any of my children to pick berries. Maybe I am being a little dramatic but it’s my opinion.
There are many things that happen in the berry fields; swearing, stealing, gossip, assault (with rotten berries), and grumpy field bosses.. For instance, today I got my berries stolen, I felt so violated!. Those rotten little punks, of course I didn’t see who did it but I know they’re rotten, rotten to the core. I’m a rookie at this but have learned that you need to always guard your flat. Some people even get fired occasionally. So remember, guard your berries because your berries are your money.
Your parents can come help you out in the fields. The first time my mom suggested this I just said, "Oh, no, that’s okay, you don’t need to come out and help me." I was sadly mistaken and thought that this would ruin my social life but quickly learned that in the berries you really don’t have a social life. So, my mom came out twice for two hours and my dad helped me for 5 hours one day and we got two hundred pounds. Many kids have their parents come out and work so they can make sure they earn some money. It makes it a lot easier and it’s fun to see your parents out there getting dirty like everybody else.
The most annoying thing is after a day in the fields your hands are as red as a ripe tomato. I am going to be brutally honest. BERRIES STINK! So, if you send your kids to berries, think about what they are going through. Think about all the pain and suffering . I for one, am never going to send any of my children to pick berries. Maybe I am being a little dramatic but it’s my opinion.
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