Will J

=media type="custom" key="7576863"**Pablo**= =When I moved from Mexico, people thought I was a fool. I was not educated and didn't speak much English. I was walking down Gibb Street with my three brothers when I spotted people with hoes and shovels//,// planting seeds in an old abandoned lot. Immediately//,// I knew what I was going to do. I was about to turn, run away and get seeds when a man walked up to me. He told me that if I planted a $100 bill, it would grow a money tree. I stood there for a minute//,// thinking it over. Then I raced over to the bank and withdrew my last 100 dollars. I ran back to find the man waiting for me. The man and I borrowed a shovel and dug a big hole, put the bill in it and filled up the hole. I walked home feeling happy and tired and fell asleep feeling overjoyed. The next morning, while I was on my way to one of my three jobs at the supermarket, I decided to check on the planting. When I arrived at the garden, I was horrified at what I saw. The planting was dug up and the money was missing. I began to cry and continued for what seemed like hours when a nice man named Sam approached me and asked why I was crying. I explained to him about the man and the money tree, and he then told me that it was impossible to grow a money tree. He asked me to wait and then ran away. He returned a few minutes later and gave me a brand new shovel and jalapeno seeds. After he helped me plant the seeds, he invited me and my brothers to dinner at his house//.// I think I just met my first American friend.=