I know how it feels to be a farmer... I was also a farmer myself during my high school years, walking and carrying a big bucket Styrofoam full of sanatorium flowers with water inside. Traveling more than 1 km, the walk path was too stiff and some part are high cliff. No matter how hard the work we have to keep moving forward in order to reach our goals. No Pain No Gain!
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I am glad to know too your experiences during your high school years. You are considered as one of those hard working men. You deserve a pat on your back.