It is almost the end of spring but the snow is not melting. The sky is still gray with clouds that cover the sun from giving its warm spring shine. The grass is covered in frostbite and snow. The tree I sit under is bare of leaves and bare of cherries for it is a cherry tree it started to grow when I was 5. It is now a tall green giant roaming over the plants beneath it. The bird that sits on the tree is red. It always sings a beautiful song and does not get scared of people. Sometimes I like to climb my tree to get inspired to draw for I am a great drawer. I mostly draw landscapes but occasionally draw people. It is my way of cooling down or relaxing after hard work in the farm. But lately the cow will not give milk and the hens will not give eggs. The wheat will not grow and nether will cherries of my cherry tree. This makes my farm poor and bare not just my tree and it's leaves or cherries but also the wheat the cow and the hens. If this winter will not end we will starve. As I am drawing the trees in front of me I remember my work for the day. I climb down the tree and run to the barn. I put on my gloves and strap on the hay to the rope and pull the other end. The hay goes flying up until it reaches the top. Then I see someone's hands untie the hay and put it to the side.
"Raina you up there? Ey."
"Yes just doing my job."
I get another one and do the same until my hill turns in to a pile. I put the last one and pull it up.
"Ok is that the last of it?"
"What no there is still one?!"
Raina takes the rope on her end and slides down but I slide up.
"Raina!"
"I am so sorry maya!"
"Help me I can not get down!"
Raina gets up the latter and swings me to the hay stacks. Then we slide down and I go to do my next job. I run to the kitchen and start to get out breakfast ( butter, bread, milk, and eggs.) I get the milk into cups. Then I cut the bread and use a butter knife to spread the butter on. Finally I put the eggs on the stove.
"June!" I call for my sister
"Yes maya."
"Can you take care of breakfast? Ey."
"Sure."
I run outside and get the bucket with food scraps. Then I go back to the barn and give the pigs there food. After I pick up a piglet and pet it. I might have pet it about a million times but he is so cute to stop. Then I go to collect eggs. If there are any. I through some food and look in the straw. Bare, bare, bare, bare, bare, wait 2 eggs! 2 eggs thank god we were just cooking the last of them! I get out with the 2 eggs. I run back to the kitchen. I place the eggs in the carton. Then I go call my sisters.
"Raina, Olivia, Daniella , Isabella, Amanda breakfast!"
Then I see them coming. I have 7 sisters and I am the youngest but I act like I am the oldest because I do most of the work and I always am more responsible. We have to care for our selfs because we are orphaned and we have to keep the family farm. Amanda is the oldest, then June, Olivia comes next , after Olivia is Isabella, next is Daniella, and before me is Raina. Amanda is 18 so she is a legal adult and we are all home schooled. June is 17, Olivia is 16 and Isabella is 15. Then Daniella is 14 , Raina is 13 and me I am 12.
We all sit down at the table and have our table prayers. After we eat. I start with my bread and butter and move on to some eggs.
"So who wants to go to the county fair!" Daniella asks
"Why would we want to go there? We have work!" Amanda said
"But I have been working for hours!" Daniella pleaded
"We have no time for childish play!" Amanda scolded
"Amanda I can take her you can work with Olivia, June and maya." Isabella asks
"Yes please Amanda, Isabella can take me!"
"No now Daniella, Maya clean up."
My sisters left the room. Daniella started sobbing.
"Don't cry Daniella we always have next year ey."
"No Amanda will never agree."
"She might-"
"No she will not, as I get older the less chances I have! I will sneak out."
"Daniella don't!" I yell
"No I decided I am going. All I want to do is dance with a cute boy so are you coming or not?"
"No I will not Daniella, and I will tell Amanda if you do!"
"Well I am going and you can't stop me!"
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The red bird in winter
FantasyMaya has lived in her family farm all her life. She has seen summers and winters pass. But this winter is not leaving and nether is the red bird which lingers around her favorite tree. She would sing to it in the winter when it is there. when summe...
