The First job, By yair penaloza

In my life, i have been to new places, but new jobs not really. I have only had one job my whole life and that is to work with my dad, as a gardener. The first time I went to work with my dad I thought it was going to be easy, but when I had to wake up a 5:30 a.m. I was mad!
I knew I was going to work, but I didn't know was that I had to wake up that early. I always thought that my dads job was easy. I though he just had to pick out the weeds and plant flowers. But when I got there it was a hot day, there was mostly no planting what so ever. but instead I was pushing machines around all day cutting the grass.
Carrying heavy machines around and blowing the leafs over pieces of the grass. And then being on my knees picking up the leafs. And to top it all off I had to be working under the hot sun.