The hot glazing sun caused us perspire. Bending over with perspiration stinging my eyes and coming down like tears, I huffed in agony. The entire summer, there had been green plants looming over several of my neighbors backyards. Fresh cucumbers and melons in addition to several fruits I had never seen before that had arisen from the flourishing plants. So there I was with my siblings moaning and huffing every five seconds for every bone in my body ached like I never thought they could. I desired to be the person that could grow fruits and vegetables. I often times during the summer found myself asking’ ’How come I’m not planting a garden?’ One day I decided that I had had enough of sitting by the air conditioner basking in my boredom, letting it lull me into the desperate need of something to do before we went on vacation.

I observed as my neighbors gardened and artfully arranged their plants. I needed labor and so did my siblings. I was a go-getter. Ambitious and never succumbing to the labor and work necessary. But I was indeed going to long for the cool breeze of the air conditioner. I took charge and gathered my siblings because they couldn’t endure two more months of waiting for vacation. They sat near the air conditioner with their windblown faces. It was almost a plea for help, not seeing them do anything. My eight- year old brother’s face was slacked, my four-year old sister looked as if she’d rather be doing anything else, and my twin sister was making a failed attempt to occupy herself. I got them out of their seats and said to them’ ’we’re going on an adventure.’’

They screeched with delight. This was the first time I’d seen my siblings jubilant all summer.

My twin sister asked’’ when did you decide that?’’
All I could do was attempt to shield my jubilance.
I sent all of my siblings to gather the materials for the garden.
My brother volunteered,’’ I thin k we need to know what we’re doing first.’’
When I wasn’t able to keep to myself any longer, I told them’ ’we’re planting a garden.’’

My chipper little sister asked’ ’with cucumbers and melons and grapes?’’
I responded with ‘’exactly, now let’s get to work.’’


Later that day we found ourselves perspiring and moaning. My siblings complained but I coaxed them with the fact that if we continue planting this garden, then we’ll have the best garden that anyone has ever had and with the best fruits and vegetables. Damp dirt creating stains, backs bending for to long beginning to ache, we were all in desperate need of water. We waited a week for our garden to grow. We charted the dated and every morning we ran anxiously down the stairs. We got no results. But I was determined to see that jubilant smile on their faces yet again. So we decided to ask our parents to purchase seeds.

We pleaded with them, ’please, please let us get seeds. We’ve been bored all summer and we have nothing to do.’’
My father was very open to the idea and complied to our wishes
saying’ ’I’ll stop by Home Depot to get some seed.’’
Our mother however did not approve of this saying’ ’you’re not strong enough to do this.’’
Yet we begged and pleaded to plant the garden.

This time with our father. Less labor for us, now we can sit and observe. That is just what we did. One morning we awoke to minute bulbs that were the grapes. We were so jubilant that we ate those grapes despite the fact that they weren’t ripe.

We were able to plan t these grapes because of the hot glare of the sun that made us perspire,
the effort that we made to plant this garden, and having enough motivation to attempt to plant a garden despite the fact that we didn’t do it all on our own. We were all able to do this because of on simple idea. In part to this planting a garden was one of the most beneficial learning experiences. For that I can say that I am now aware of how to plant a garden.