Using the lemon orchard as a starting point, imagine that you are one of the men in the story. Describe your thoughts and feelings as you walk through the lemon orchard. When I was awakened from my sleep and taken to a lemon orchard by four white men to dry me off, I didn't even have time to tie my shoes. They just dragged me out. Plus, I was the only one not dressed warmly. There was a chill in the air and mud on the ground. The full moon was hidden behind thick clouds as if it didn't want to see what was going to happen to me. As we walked in complete silence, through the dark lemon orchard, my fear was mixed with stubbornness. I was stubborn because I was reluctant to answer their questions or show them any reaction. I knew that if I answered, I would have given the wrong answer and that would be a reason for them to harass me. I wasn't shivering because of the freezing cold but because I was very tense. I knew that if I faced them all, I wouldn't be able to face them. I could probably attack the guy with the shotgun. If I took the shotgun, I could take control of it. That's why I didn't take any action. I had to be patient and see what they did before taking action or responding. They called me “stupid” because I didn't speak or show any reaction. My wrists were tied tightly behind and it hurt. The rope felt like rose thorns buried in my skin. The boss who ran the laundromat threatened me, saying he would shoot me. After hearing those words come out of his dirty mouth, I realized I was in real trouble. I looked at him quickly and he looked as serious as a bull seeing a pile of red clothes. It made me realize that people in the middle of the paper were always looking down on us trying to assimilate us all the time. What I was subjected to and what I heard were all horrible and were like the rustling of leaves or the harsh murmur of the wing. I could still admire the moon coming out from behind the clouds, the pleasant, growing scent of the lemon trees. I thought that was what a decent human being should feel in situations like this. Just before death. That's it! Now they're going to blow my head off before I even get a chance to say goodbye to the people I cared for. The light coming from the moon between the trees was as if the sky was preparing for me and God was calling me. I'm not afraid anymore but that doesn't mean they won. I still have my dignity! You should never lose your hope and faith in yourself and God, even if you find yourself in desperate situations beyond your control..