My Narrative Story

It was a hot summer in Asia where people were planting rice in fields. The owner of the fields was named George. George was a nice and helpful man especially to the children and the workers. It was so hot that the workers were starting to get mad and angry at the owner. The worker's were getting slower and slower, and angrier and angrier because the owner wasn’t helping them anymore.

The worker’s would fill 11 field’s with rice. They wouldn’t miss any spot’s or leave any space’s. Faster and faster the worker’s got and faster and faster the rice’s grew. After a few weeks of work, the worker’s got slower and weaker, and the rice’s dyed quicker and quicker of course.

George was getting angrier and meaner than before because the worker’s were getting slower and the rice was dying faster. Worker’s were getting sunburn’s from the sun because, they weren’t get any shelter through the summer. They could only get shelter in the dark but, they couldn’t in the sun.

Because of the owner, people were starting to leave to another country where it is much breezier and colder. There were less people working on the rice planting, that the owner got very angry and yelled at the worker’s to plant faster and was pushing them to work harder.

The owner got kinder and the amount of workers grew and grew until all the rice was fine.

The End