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Personal Narrative: Moving On The Trailer

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Imagine cutting and hauling 100 to 150 pound logs in the cold and rain for hours and hours that takes lots of grit. My brother and I offered to help some friends cut wood for winter. So, after school, we hopped on the bus and started our 30 minute journey to the country. We arrived at the house and noticed how dreary and cold it was getting. A long wait ensued for our friend’s dad to get home from work so we could hook up the trailer and get the equipment rounded up. We loaded on the trailer at headed out on the bumpy ride to the area of dead trees we were cutting. Once we made sure everything was in working order, we started the long and tedious process of cutting and lifting, and repeating that over and over again. Around three to four hours

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