Today morning ,I woke up , got dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen.And we started to eat breakfast. While we were eating, my dad told me something I never knew.It was about someone making a poem,It read:

One day a farmer was working at the hottest time of the day, with the sun shining down at him he continued his work.His sweat fell down his cheek and into the ground.So we must remember ,the food we eat today was made by the hardworking farmer:

Then my dad told me to always finish your food.  The end.bye