My Grandfathers Farma

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February 6, 2012 By: Jasmin Arellano MY GRANDFATHER’S FARM Around of the ages 5 or 6 my father Carlos used to take us to my grandfathers farm in Milagro Ecuador. The farm was big, pleasant and magical place to be because it was the only place I spent time with my father. Every weekend or school vacation my father used to takes us my mother, my brother and myself down there to see my grandfather in the farm also my family (father side) used to reunite every weekend to help my grandfather with some cropped or looking around the area making sure everything was in order. I remember the workers harvest some rice, mangoes, sugarcane, apples, bananas etc really early in the morning It was fantastic also my grandfather had 6 horses and 2 donkeys with wagons too. The horses were big and I was just small next to them I found that funny, my father taught me how to ride a horse; I really enjoyed riding the horse with my father and he used to take me around the area, on the way back I rode by myself but my father was holding the string for safety issues. My father’s favorite place was the river, the first time my father took us to the river, I remember we walked a lot and we passed an old and scary bridge made of trunk of a tree. I could see way down the water, I was petrified; I remember my father carried my little brother first and passed to the other end. I was trying to passed with my mother but I couldn’t do it and my father went back to get me and helped me go through it. When we got to the river it was beautiful and I was happy, I wasn’t scare anymore because I was with my father. Then my father showed me how to caught fishes in the river with some thread and stick He got quite a few, then he took me a little farther away and showed me the small waterfall he told me it was his favorite spot since he was a kid. I was excited, and proud that he told me that. In
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