Sacrifice

A few weekends ago, my father needed my help. Although I had made other plans, I decided to sacrifice my time. I had to work about twelve hours at a motorcycle race. As most people know, I am not the kind of person who is interested in sports of any kind. Spending an entire day in the hot sun scoring a filthy, disgusting race was definately my idea of a great afternoon. I had to wake up at six in the morning and sit in a freezing trailor in the morning. As the day progressed, however, the race started getting more fun. The weather started warming up, and all of us workers got free food. Then we all got to sit in the warm sun and score the race. Somehow, having something to do the entire time made the day go by super fast. Along with having a nice tan afterwards, I also got paid by my father. This sacrifice of twelve hours of my time ended up being a pretty fun experience after all.