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The year I turned 15, my --1-- sent me to work on my uncle’s farm
for the summer. It was in South Carolina, and they had peach trees, cows,
and chickens. They didn’t --2-- much money, and my father was always
telling my uncle to sell the farm and --3-- to Chicago. I didn’t want to go
to the farm, and I didn’t like it when I got there. It was very hot and muggy
most of the time. My cousins got up at 4:30 in the morning and went to bed
at 9:00 --4-- night, and --5--, they worked. I had never worked on a farm
before, so my cousin Wayne ---6-- me everything, like milking the
cows, driving the tractor, and so on. We were the same age, but I was bigger
than he was. I was already six feet tall. Even so, I couldn’t do anything as
well as he could. I had a lot of friends at home, and we always --7-- around
together, especially in the summer. I used to think about them. “They --8--
have to work on some dumb farm,” I thought. “Why do I have to?”