En las afuera de la ciudad vivía un gran señor que todo su vida se dedicó a ser campesino, pasaba horas y horas en campo, bajo ese solo que estaba muy fuerte, sin duda era su única fuente de ingresos, paso por temporadas muy buenas como otras que no logro cosechar nada, a pesar de eso nada lo detenía y buscada las maneras de que sus cosechas fueran de calidad. En su tiempo libre le gustaba tocar un instrumento, que le dejó su padre como parte de la granja y aún estaba en proceso de aprender a tocarlo, así que este campesino y guitarrista tendrá que hacer todo para así conseguir todo ese dinero.
On the outskirts of the city lived a great man who all his life was dedicated to being a farmer, he spent hours and hours in the field, under that single that was very strong, no doubt it was his only source of income, he went through very good seasons as others that failed to harvest anything, despite that nothing stopped him and looked for ways to make their crops were of quality. In his free time he liked to play an instrument, which his father left him as part of the farm and he was still in the process of learning to play it, so this farmer and guitarist will have to do everything to get all that money.
Cada mañana Charlie, se paraba para prender su gran fogón para hacer un poco café y de esa manera comenzar con las actividades de su día a día, donde era el único que estaba en el campo y por eso se las veía muy rudo. Tenía su manera de comenzar a trabajar, donde recorría cada una de las tierras, las regaba y luego se ponía a realizar cualquier otra cosa y cuando se daba cuenta el tiempo, no le rendía. Siempre le gustaba ir sembrando granos nuevos y de esa manera llevar su orden para la cosecha, por eso tenía que apurarse, ya que acercaba la temporada de lluvia.
Recorrió varios metros y una vez que terminó, comenzó a colar cada granito de la semilla en su respectivo lugar, siendo algo infinito, pero era la única manera de poder sembrar. Fuertes brisas pasaban en ese momento y nada lo detenía a este campesino Charlie, donde este señor solo quería terminar y poder ir a descansar un poco, ya que le dolían las piernas, estaba quemado y perdió la cuenta de cuántas semillas ya había sembrado.
Al terminar de colocar la última semilla, sintió un gran alivio, ya que el día se le hizo infinito y ahora tenía la otra responsabilidad de ponerse a regar todas sus tierras, siendo esto un poco más fácil y solo tenía que dejarlo solo. Charlie comenzó a sacar cuentas y todo lo que sembró sería para cerrar un año de muy buena calidad, una cosecha productiva y ahora quedaba esperar.
Every morning Charlie would stop to light his big stove to make some coffee and start his daily activities, where he was the only one who was in the field and that's why he was very tough. He had his own way of starting to work, where he would go through each one of the fields, water them and then he would start to do something else and when he realized that time was running out, he would not be able to do anything else. He always liked to go sowing new grains and in that way he had to hurry, since the rainy season was approaching.
He walked several meters and once he finished, he began to place each grain of seed in its respective place, something infinite, but it was the only way to be able to sow. Strong breezes passed at that moment and nothing stopped this farmer Charlie, where this gentleman just wanted to finish and go to rest a little, as his legs hurt, he was burned and lost count of how many seeds he had already sown.
When he finished placing the last seed, he felt a great relief, since the day was infinite and now he had the other responsibility of watering all his land, being this a little easier and he only had to leave him alone. Charlie began to do the math and everything he sowed would be to close a year of very good quality, a productive harvest and now he had to wait.
Las plantas fueron creciendo poco a poco, como otras de ellas se marchitaron, por eso los números bajaron un poco, pero este señor tenía una costumbre que le dejo su padre y es que cada tarde una vez que terminaba su trabajo le dedicaba una canción a sus cosechas, algo que Charlie lo veía sin sentido y era perder tiempo, además aún le faltaba mucho que aprender con dicho instrumento, lo único que se escuchaba era un ruido feo y muy desafiando, quizás las plantas pensaran que las estaba matando.
Por eso tenía una gran responsabilidad de ponerse a mejorar con dicho instrumento, ya que si no la cosecha no iba a mejorar, por ser creencias en ese campo. Por eso, cada vez que terminaba de regar y revisar sus plantas, se sentaba en el porche de su casa para comenzar a tocar, le tocó, aprendió cómo colocar los dedos y las diversas combinaciones para así ir. No era el mejor en esta área, pero lo importante es que logró divertirse y ser un gran campesino y guitarrista al mismo tiempo, algo que no todo el mundo logra.
Escribo muchas canciones para tener para toda la temporada, pero las cosas tomaron otra camino, cuando cayó una gran tormenta y sus tierras se estaba comenzando a hundirse por la cantidad de agua que caía, Charlie no encontraba que hacer, ya que estaba perdiendo todo, solo rogando a que pasara la lluvia y poder volver a acomodar todo. Perdió muchas de sus plantas, algo que le afectó mucho, ya que su tiempo y dinero se perdió.
The plants were growing little by little, as others of them withered, so the numbers went down a little, but this man had a habit that his father left him and that is that every afternoon once he finished his work he dedicated a song to his crops, something that Charlie saw it meaningless and was wasting time, plus he still had much to learn with that instrument, the only thing you heard was an ugly noise and very challenging, perhaps the plants thought he was killing them.
That is why he had a great responsibility to start improving with that instrument, because if not the harvest would not improve, for being beliefs in that field. For that reason, every time he finished watering and checking his plants, he would sit on the porch of his house to start playing, he played, he learned how to place his fingers and the various combinations to go. He was not the best in this area, but the important thing is that he managed to have fun and be a great farmer and guitar player at the same time, something that not everyone achieves.
He wrote a lot of songs to have for the whole season, but things took a different path, when a big storm hit and his land was beginning to sink because of the amount of water that was falling, Charlie couldn't find what to do, since he was losing everything, just praying for the rain to pass and be able to put everything back together again. He lost many of his plants, something that affected him a lot, since his time and money were lost.
Charile logro sacar muy poca cosechas y los números no le alcanzaron para mucho, solo poder comprar pocas semillas y sin duda se le ocurrió la idea de ir a la ciudad y vender sus cosechas y tocar algo de música para atraer a los clientes, donde fue la única idea que se le ocurrió, puesto que vendió todo y muchos los reconocieron por su gran talento al tocar la guitarra, recolectando algo dinero extra. Es aquí donde la motivación y las ganas de seguir adelante de Charlie era muy grandes, ya que a pesar de las adversidades, volvió a sembrar todas sus tierras para los próximos meses.
Charile managed to get very little crops and the numbers were not enough for much, only to buy a few seeds and certainly came up with the idea of going to town and sell their crops and play some music to attract customers, where it was the only idea that occurred to him, since he sold everything and many recognized them for their great talent to play the guitar, collecting some extra money. It is here where Charlie's motivation and desire to move forward was very great, since in spite of the adversities, he returned to sow all his land for the next months.
