Personal Narrative-It's 4 A. M.

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It’s 4 A.M. and I am nine years old, I am at the Chicago International Produce Market with my father. Many people might find it odd for a small child to be up this early, but I enjoy learning about what is necessary to operate a successful business, and think these trips are normal. I see all these companies competing for our business, offering the same products and I wonder how my dad knows which one to choose. My dad comes to the C.I.P.M every Wednesday and makes produce orders for his Mexican themed supermarket and butcher shop.

Throughout the rest of my childhood, my father would take me to the produce market with him when I had no school. He was reluctant at first but my persistence and curiosity eventually got to him. Even at a young age, I found these days with my father observing his daily life to be interesting because I learned many great qualities such as always being positive and kind, as well as being generous. He was, and is, a major inspiration for me: a
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He would always tell me the tests he would give employees before promoting them to a higher position. On one particular test he put an extra five hundred dollars in a register, the cashier had the choice to keep the money without anyone knowing or turn it in, the cashier decided to turn it in and eventually became manager. I kept this sort of advice in mind with everything that I decided to pursue, whether it was taking a class or joining a club. I have always been interested in business and often go work with my dad after school to learn more about all aspects of his business, everything from stocking shelves to paying property taxes. During these times, working alongside my dad whether it was stocking shelves or helping customers out, I realized that when doing something I love, work is not really work. My father and I are so passionate about what we do, that our efforts do not seem like

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