Thursday, February 7, 2019
College Admissions Essay: My Days as a Gardener :: College Admissions Essays
My Days as a Gardener Mom, how do you build up a garden? You plant seeds. You can buy them at the nursery. Can I plant a garden? Now this is the kind of question a mother wants to hear from her children. Not Can I play on the interstate? or If I eat this will I die? Something, instead, alimental and good. An activity that not only teaches, but puts impudently produce on her table. It was decided, then, that planting a garden would be my summer project. My mother and I planned for it to be located behind our garage, in a bright area of our otherwise shady backyard. With my moms help, I planted an assortment of vegetables tomatoes, onions, white potatoes (A potato is a tuber. Its a what?), and green beans. I later understood that farming is generally associated with a life of leisure, with relaxation. For me, it was a competition. Id ask my seedlings, Whos growing the meteoric? Whos the tallest? Fearing bad karma, I tried to stay impartial, lest a subconscious election f or green beans would cause me to water them more often, while dumping discolorize on the onions. Every night Id give my parents an update on pass judgment of growth, any signs of produce, and my never-realized irrigation plans. One day my mother told me that some of the tomatoes were ready to be picked. We went out back, snagged a few of the plumper offerings, and that evening had salads. Every other scrap earned an accolade. Mmm. These tomatoes really are delicious. Theres just nothing like unexampled tomatoes. Mmm. I think we can quit saving for his college hes a natural migrant worker. Whatever that meant, it sounded promising. I told my family that they neednt worry the garden was in full-swing, and that meant more fresh produce was on the way. About a week later a tornado razed a better part of North Houston. It brought rain. It brought hail. It turn over cars it flooded houses. And in its trail it left fallen branches and trees, and removed, in whole, unity tiny tom ato-onion-potato-and-green-bean garden located behind my garage.
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