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Now I am going to write about a story similar to this one. Three years ago my father decided to plant tomatoes in a big piece of land in the place where he was born here in Guerrero, but everything had started just like a weekend activity to relax him and forget the busy life of the city. But with the passage of the time he realized that the crop was too much that the people who were helping him was not enough. The quantity of vegetables that they had to recolect was a lot and finally my father asked for a permission at his job and went to the town for helping my uncles and until we (my mother and my brothers) had to go to the crop. But finally we understand that with the help of everybody everything is easier.
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You are a talented kid. I really enjoyed your story! Is it a real life story?.
Keep posted!
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