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... one yet! Bring ten more bags!"
'Aaah damn it! Why do I have to work on this dirty garden? I'm supposed to meet Mr Wyncall today!'
My name is Pascoe, and I'm eight years old. My father has been one of the gardeners at the Barkaley estate for 15 years. That's why our house was placed near the garden.
As the son of a gardener, my father has taught me many things about gardening. But to be honest, I wasn't interested in it at all. I didn't want to grow up to be a gardener. ...
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