MY FIRST JOB
I was thinking today about how long I have been working over my life time and it made me think of my first job. You see I got my first job when I was fifteen and it was a summer job, in the south many families worked during the summer. I chopped cotton, I was so excited to be working for the first time. It was not an easy job and you had to be up at three am to catch the truck, meaning a driver would pick up workers armed with their hoe and meal for the day. We would ride around town gathering the workers to be at the field by five a.m. Work started at five and ended at two or three o'clock. My first day I started to chop the cotton, learned fast that the name was not the task, I learned that chopping cotton meant removing the grass from around the plant and not chopping down the plant itself. I had a hard first day but I learned. The next challenge was to keep up and within a week I was able to keep up with the seasoned workers but at first I had to have help. Once I learned to keep up I would pass on my help to others who needed help keeping up. I remember one specific time when I came home from work and was too tired to go take a bath right away, I fell into the bed and went right to sleep. I was awaken by my mother concerned about me, she said I had been screaming and that I pointed in the corner of the bedroom and said he's in the corner and that I laid back down and fell right back to sleep. I don't remember any of this but my throat was sore from screaming when I got up for my bath. It was hard work but I wanted the money for school clothing and supplies. I didn't have to work but I wanted to, my dad would have bought everything I needed, I wanted to be independent and do it myself. I didn't quit I worked the whole summer and you know what I think my dad was proud of me for it. I have worked from fifteen years old to fifty-two years old and it has made me a fighter, I am stronger for it. Do you remember your first job?
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