Wednesday, November 03, 2010

Standard: Introduction

Never in all my life would I have ever thought of becoming a farmer. I was a teenager when my mom was out of town all the time, and I had to stay with Granny. Soon her farm was a part of my heart. I didn`t go to college, I helped Granny until death. Before she died, though, she told me, "Little Anne Vocoshitz, When I die you will inherit my farm. Take good care of it, and I`ll always be with you." I nodded but didn`t understand it. A month later she died. Mom told me to wear black, so I wore black leggings and a button down shirt, way too big for me. At the funeral I was wondering, What was Granny talking about?. A little while after the crop had grown, a guy named Marco came over...

2 comments:

  1. Hi Isa,

    Nice introduction! I can't wait to read more of your story!!!! Keep it up! Big hug and kisses!!!

    I love you,

    Your #1 Fan! 8-)

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  2. Isa, I have subscribed to your blog so that I can receive these postings by email. Looking forward to reading the stories.

    Keep writing.....the pen and paper will never judge you.

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