Part one of term paper
It’s six in the morning when we pull into the tree field. The sun is rising and the fog is lifting, leaving the trees white with dew. There’s about twenty of us. The riders, who’ve been sleeping the whole way, rub their eyes and wonder what’s going on and the drivers lay their heads back hoping for rain or a five second nap. It’ ...

Part two of term paper
... our knives and pick a row of trees to prune. People are usually quiet in the morning, but it’s not long before we start gabbing. Pruning doesn’t take much concentration so we have to find other ways to keep our sanity. Mostly we talk about the usual stuff: girls, sports, Nintendo, or devise some plan to get Mat. He’s the one nobody likes because he’s sort of a stuck up prettyboy. Once in a while we get into a serious controversial issue and argue all day about it. There’s alwa ...