At the beginning of the day we had to write a poem or short story about something on a farm. I decided to write my story on trees, this story can be seen below. Afterwards, we went to Carriage Hill which is a farm. Their was a 19th century based farm house, you could see most of the same thing they had back then in the house. The animals that I saw were sheep, pigs, chickens and horses. Their was also a river going throughout the entire park. Their was also different shacks you could see around: wood shack and where the blacksmith works. Today I learned that farm life is very private, the even had their own graveyards on the farm. They rarely have to go shopping either because they have wood and the blacksmith could create tools.
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