My name John. I fifteen years old. I live on a farm. It in the country. It quiet in the country. It loud in the country. I wake up early. Sometimes, I wake up before the sun rises. Sometimes, it still dark when I wake up. But I don’t mind. I like waking up that early. I like the way the country looks in the morning. The first thing I do after I wake up is milk the cow. After I finished milking the cow, I bring the milk to my mom. I think she uses it to make breakfast. She makes a delicious breakfast. My mom a really good cook. My brothers lazy, because they never help.