My Grandfather
The name of my grandfather is Abdul Rahman. He was born more than a hundred years ago. He had a lot of lands. Like most rich farmers, he employed two or three labourers on his land in order to cultivate it properly. He and his labourers worked hard together throughout the year. They planted different crops and pulled out all the weeds. Then, when it was time for the harvest, there was more work. So during that season, he employed more labourers. They cut and threshed all the crops and washed the jute in the river. My grandfather is was one of the best farmers in his district. His fields were very fertile because he knows how many times to plough them. He also dug wells and canals in order to irrigate his fields throughout the year. So his crops were also excellent. My grandfather is believed that is someone wants a good harvest, he must work very hard, sow good seeds and water the young plants carefully. It is clear that my grandfather is very conscious and sincere in his farming. I loved my grandfather very much.