The New – Chapter 7
Posted by NyalicApr 26
Chapter 7
I worked today, cuting and hauling wood. I did most of the loading and unloading, me and my
cousing, of the truck.
We had 10 well stocked truck beds of wood, 15 ric. from 9am to 6 or 7 at night. Thats a hard
job. All day long your moving, heh, you had better be or youll get more work than you can do.
My back had allready hurt the day before but now, its not feeling to well. I sun burnt my face
neck and arms and got three blisters. But I loved every minute of it. I had known this was
coming for a couple weeks.My unkle and my biological dad and my couisin, hardasses, i knew
it was going to be a serious job. For me it was. I took it very seriously, because i had time to
think about everything that might happen under different circumstances. My unkle hasnt really
put me to work, hard work, before and hasnt recieved any reason to really respect me. So i
decided that i would work until i cant stand. whatever it takes, whatever you want me to do,
however long you want me to do it ill do it. And i did. I feel very good, very proud that i finished
and gained the respect of an army Colonel.
I seen alot of family that i havent seen in a while, so that means catching up and talking. One
of the worst questions that you could ask me is “So what are you doing now?” I hate that
question, and had gotten asked it probobly 3 maybe four times today. I have nothing to say.
So i just say “nothing”.
I love it when its easy to fall asleep.
One comment
Comment by Charles on April 28, 2008 at 9:55 AM
A hard day’s work cutting wood – man, do I miss that. My father would always purchase a tree or two worth of wood from someone clearing land and the like and we would have to go and cut them down, cut them up, then haul them as well. I enjoyed the work. One of the things I remember most (as scientists say the strongest sense tied to memory) is the way freshly cut wood smells. I’ll never forget the oak chips flying from the chainsaw and the way the smell filled the air for a 1/4 mile radius. Then, chopping wood on a huge stump sat outside near the wood stacks was always fun. Do that wrong and you’ll destroy something quickly, heh. Do it correctly and your house is warm from the well-stocked fireplace.
It’s good to see that Grandie is keeping you all busy. She’ll have an entirely new house if you all keep at it. How are the father, cousin, and uncle the old Colonel? You’re speaking about the cousin that plays guitar, correct? How is that coming along for him?