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The Farming Game

June 14, 2019 5 Comments

The Farming Game
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The teenagers sat dejected beside a barren field.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Farming looks so easy,” they said, “in the game. But why doesn’t the food grow?”

“You need to work the land,” I replied. “Plough, plant, water. As my parents did.” As I did, before the farm failed. “And it takes time, unlike in the game.”

“How long?”

“Spring to Autumn.”

“We can’t harvest it today?”

I shook my head, remembering the heartbreak of losing my home and business, after my parents died. “Not in real life, or I’d still be doing it.” I sighed.

We all walked away, dejected.

By Karen Tucker

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  1. Ariffa says

    June 14, 2019 at 7:37 am

    A well written story. Good job!

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  2. David Berger says

    June 14, 2019 at 10:16 am

    Trite and sentimental

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  3. Lisa says

    June 14, 2019 at 2:47 pm

    Nice story. It touched my heart. Thank you.

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  4. Cathy Cade says

    June 14, 2019 at 4:40 pm

    brief an to the point (I live in the middle of fields – those big machines go out with lights on after dark some nights)

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  5. Meghashri says

    June 18, 2019 at 1:52 am

    Good idea, needs some punch to convey “real life is not a game”.

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