Every so often my family went to visit those who were less fortunate. There was always something that needed to be done for someone. One family in particular was a family of nine. This family lived in an old run-down brick house. They owned one milking cow, a family dog, and two horses that were being lent to them by the neighbors.Every time we visited this family I would always play with their daughter, Sara. Sara and I bonded the first time I met her. We had a special friendship that couldn’t be destroyed. We shared our dreams, fantasies, joys, and sorrows with eachother. At the time I did not understand how it was possible that we could be so close; but only time could tell.
I have been told of one particular visit to this family where I managed to get stuck in a fishing-net. It was one of those days that I didn’t want to leave because I was having so much fun. I was playing in the parent’s bedroom watching the father of the family knit a fishing-net. That’s when my mother, who was helping their mother bake bread, came into the bedroom and told me to was time to go. I darted underneath the chair where their father was working on the nets, and when my mother tried to get me, I slid between his legs and that’s when I got tangled up in the fish-net. It took both the father of this family and my mother half an hour to get me out of the net.
