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Growing up
The fields of wild flowers danced in the wind as the sun shinned brightly down. There were mountains and rivers beyond the Wildflower Field. A young father and his son sat on a rock with two black and white sheep dogs. The sheep was eating their meal and hanging out. The father and the son talked: about their family past.
''My boy, you're going to be a great shepherd.'' Father said.
''How do you know?'' Connor asked looking up.
''Because you were born with it.'' Father smiled hugging Connor.
''Are you sure?'' Connor asked.
''Maybe.'' Father said and then came down and tickled Connor on the side. Connor smiled trying not to be tickled but then could not help it.
The father smiled down at his son. Five years old Connor. He was born as a shepherd. He had blond hair and blue Connor got older, he would take over the herd of sheep and make his family proud. Connor was still young and not able to get into training yet. But some day he will make his dad proud of him. They stop tickling each other and then smiled. They both felt the wind with total quietness.
''Daddy?'' Connor asked
''What son?'' Father smiled.
''Will you always be there.'' Connor asked pulling his thumb out of his mouth to talk.
''Yes Connor, no need to worry.'' Father said looking up at the clouds. Getting dark.
''There a storm?'' Connor asked looking at the sky but held on to his dad clothes.
''Come on son, wanna give the command?'' Father asked looking at his son.
''Digger, Dreamer, round up the sheep now.'' Connor said grabbing both dogs attention.
Both dogs looked at Connor and then looked at father: who gave a slight nod. Both dogs gathered around the sheep and doing there job. Connor smiled as he watched the dogs. His dad smiled rubbing his hair and getting up and walking towards the big walking stick. Connor ran past him and looked at the stick.
''I wanna carry the stick.'' Connor said grabbing the large stick and got ready to lift it.
''Okay son.'' Father said stepping aside and watching his son closely.
''Okay I am ready.'' Connor said grabbing the stick and sucking my breath in tight.
Connor grabbed the stick and forced his arms to pick up the stick. sadly the stick was too heavily and he fell backwards looking at his father who chuckled in the background. Conor got up again and then kept trying. All he wanted to do is make his dad proud of him.