It was a cold misery morning and my feet were dangling of the side of the bed. I have to get up early because I work at my fathers farm and I have to feed the pigs, milk the cows and occasionally I have to collect the wheat, Today thats my only job because its such a big job. As I walk outside I can feel the cold air rushing down my spine and I am starting to get goosebumps. My hoe is pushing through the earth like a knife sliding in the softest butter. Because the ground is damp as the dampest cloth.