Personal Narrative Essay: The Things I Have Done In Life

Sitting down and actually thinking about the things I have done in life has reminded me of a story that has great significance to me. So much so that I just have to include it for you guys to read, so here it is. I was nine. It was September. I remember it was raining. Actually more like downpouring. My father was trying to get the crops out of the field. At this point in my life I had never really operated any of our machinery. Sure, I watched my dad or my older brother run the huge implements, but I had never done so myself. I was inside the house, but I don’t exactly remember what I was doing there. What I do remember is my father bursting in, grabbing me and saying that he needed my help. As we made our way outside, I remember already noticing the rising of the small creek below our house. Yes, it is the one that flows under the bridge I destroyed. Being only nine and this memory being a good amount of time ago, I can’t exactly recall how much the creek seemed to have risen but it was significant enough to be remembered. My father and I hopped in our old, blue, chevy 3500 and sped away towards the field, which was still half filled with corn. I could see the combine …show more content…
After starting the tractor you have to make sure that you adjust the throttle to the correct amount of fuel-air mixture. I loved how I could feel the tractor purr when I throttled up. The power at my fingertips really gave me an adrenaline rush. After the throttle is set you can shift it into gear by moving the shift lever. This tractor is a power shift, which means the you can shift the gears up or down without using the clutch. Once I had finally learned the ins and outs of controlling this monstrous machine, my dad told me that my job would be to haul full loads of corn to town, empty them out at the local co-op, and return to pick up another load. A task that is not as simple as one would think. Nevertheless I persevered and did what was requested of