In my yard, there is a really old shed. The people who built my house--and the 2 houses by it--were brothers--and builders. They used donkeys to help with the building. They kept the donkeys for years--and I met someone that grew up back then. He took the bus to school--and it went down our street--past our house. He said they called my house "Donkey Hill" because they could see the donkeys from the street. This is the old shed the donkeys lived in. It is very old, and half of it has collapsed. I don't know how much longer it will last. We call this area of the yard "The North Forty."
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