Farmland Memories
When I was a little girl, we used to live in a farm. I was around two to three years old. I don’t remember much but my mom and my siblings used to tell me funny stories of my past. They say I always played with the dogs, the chickens and all other farm animals. They always find the corn crops moving even there was no wind because I enjoy running through them. If I were not to be found at the corn fields, they can find me playing with the cattle supplies.
Every time they talked about my farmyard days, I always thought it was fun and exciting. I wish my children could experience it but unfortunately, my deceased grandfather already sold it to real estate developers. The farmlands are turned into a housing subdivision. No more trees, no more animals. How sad.
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