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We left paradise when i was five and moved to the city to live with my mother s sister. i later learned, there were two reasons for this move: so that my parents could find work and i could attend school. My mother was sympathetic toward my desire to return to the farm, so every July 1 she took me back to paradise for the summer. i lived the rest of the year for those two months. . . . . . . .The farm was run by my aunt and uncle. And they had a son who was my companion in the exploration of the fields for deer, the forests for bears, fence posts for bird s nests, and ponds for the astounding gilled salamanders we were Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. Anything that was alive we were interested in, anything beautiful we were fascinated by. i think this is the natural state of the young until society s norms steal it from them. This enchantment with the land and its creatures is still green in my memory. this joy is still felt in my heart.