Orchards were beautiful. This was the kind of place he wanted to live. Well… he couldn’t figure out the kind of place he wanted to live! On one hand, there was the beautiful nature. A place like this. On the other hand, there were cities, which were beautiful in their own regard. How was someone supposed to choose?
“Yeah, I’m ready! I’ll be super careful and follow your instructions. That way none of the berries will get hurt!"
"Alright then! Let’s start with the Oran row.”
Rebecca went up to the first Oran tree in the row and put down the basket so she could demonstrate how to pick them without damaging the berry. She carefully pulled a branch down so he could see her hold the stem and twist the berry off the stem. She put the berry in the basket and smiled at her friend.
“Like that. Y’got it?”
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