Brennan

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Jonathan When I first moved to Cleveland I hated it. I moved from a huge house in Canada and when my dad lost his job a year ago everything went bad. We had to sell everything but we still didn't have enough money to keep the house. At that time I felt like my whole life was over. I love hockey and nothing else. I was the best on the team! My team made it to the play-offs and then we had to move. Now in Cleveland, all people talk about is basketball. To make it worse the Cav's don't even have LeBron James. There was also nothing to do. I lived in a dump and my backyard was a garden. There was way to many old people too. My mom forced me to plant something int the garden, so I planted strawberries. Everyone started giving me weird looks and I heard whispers. I didn't have one friend and when I didn't know what to do when school started. I went over to these tomatoes and this boy jumped out of no where with a pitchfork and yelled "Get away, go!" I was so scared I didn't go back there for a whole month. I finally got the courage to to go back to the garden to see how bad my strawberries probably looked. Surprisingly there were about fifty strawberries in my patch!!! Some one came up to me and asked, "Is this your strawberries?" "Yes," I answered. "Well I've been taking real good care of them," I replied. I looked at him for a long time until I said something. "Thanks, I guess." Just then did I relize he was the man who lived below me. He always wore this strange straw hat. For some strange reason he gave me cookies. I think he's still pretty nice. Soon everyone started to be nice to me. The man introduced me to a couple of kids in the neighborhood. I even started selling my strawberries to people. I took an interest in gardeningand soon I totally forgot about Canada. I'm now even going over someones house every day to hang out. Remember that kid with the pitchfork? Well it turns out that he was only trying to protect the tomatoes. They weren't even his but they supposally﻿ he had a deal with this guy that if he protected his tomatoes he would hide him behind the sunflowers because he was homeless. I really don't think they had a deal. I think the man just threatened the boy to protect the tomatoes unless he would beat him up because he was so jacked.

I started to like Cleveland and my dad even took me to a couple of Cavalier games, [even tough it still wasn't as good as hockey.] I now learned that you shouldn't judge people or somthing before you get to know them. I also learned that I should always give people a chance!