Community Garden Essay

Sully
I am new to Cleveland. I moved here 2 weeks ago and I’ve been walking to my college classes, and then one day while I was walking to my class the garden was there. I don’t know who owned it but it looked pretty small. There were only 2 people there at the time a older man and a little girl. They were growing vegetables I think the little girl was growing beans from what I could see and the man wasn’t growing anything he was just helping her. I wanted to ask them what they were doing so I went up to them and said hi. They both said hi back and I asked them what they were planting, they said that they were helping each other grow lima beans.
I went back everyday and watched them tend to te beans everyday. I don’t know why I was so interested in their plants. Some days when I came to watch there would be another person there. They would be planting something different and every time there was a new person at the garden there would be another plant growing. One day that I came all the spots in the garden were full and there were at least 13 people there.
It was then that I realized that I was being so stupid!
It was a community garden. I thought that the garden was just for somebody who bought it, but it wasn’t it was a community garden that anybody could grow things in as long as there was space. But as I just said there was no more room, but then again I could make room. How could I give myself room in the garden? I sat there for about an hour pondering different ideas of how I would give myself enough room to give myself a space to plant something in the
garden.

After about an hour it came to me. I would take the log which was acting as a barrier and holding the dirt back so it wouldn’t fall out. I would have to move it, make it bigger and then fill it back up with dirt. Now I had to think about how I would move the log, I was sitting on the curb thinking and I thought that it was to heavy to lift so I would have to destroy it someway.
Later that day I decided that to destroy the log I would have to burn it. So the next day I came back to the garden with a container full of gasoline and some matches. I poured the gasoline all over the log and then I lit the match and dropped it onto the log. The log BURST into a huge flame! It was as hot as the sun. I waited for the gasoline to burn out and the log to be gone after the fire went out, but when the fire went out the log was still the only the bark on the log had been charred a little bit. I had to find a way to move it because it was still as heavy as can be. I decided to move it by hitting it with my car. I brung my car to a lot right next to where the garden was, lined myself up with the log, and went as fast as I could. The airbag went off, but he log moved just enough for me to be able to have enough room to make another so so I could plant my tomatoes.
I went to the store and bought some dirt another log (because the other one is destroyed), and went back to the garden. It took a few hours but I finally made enough space in the garden so I could plant my tomatoes.