Reindeer

Today my dad and I went up past the airport where they butcher reindeer. I had fun, but I got cold now and then. When they butcher reindeer, the people who are in charge shoots the reindeer and one person ties a string onto their hooves and brings them back to the people who has a receipt. They tie two reindeer's at a time. They first started with the elders then went down the list. My dad was number 10, I'm glad he wasn't like number 52 or anything like that. We went there around 1:00 PM. When we came back it was around 4:30 PM. Well, one reindeer was still alive, it was my grandmas friend, shes my relative in some way but I don't know what she is to me, perhaps my auntie. Well when there still alive, they poke them on the head with a knife, there is a certain place to poke them, she it will poke the brain, I think. Well they had to do that with one that I knew of, because it was still alive and breathing. Also that reindeer had blood squirting out of it's side, where the person shot it.
When we got our reindeer, I felt funny, because I didn't know how and there was people there who knew how, and I didn't know how. I can't explain how I felt or anything. Just that I really wish that my parents were more hard on me and that they would tell me to help them and everything. I'm in a village where everybody helps everybody. We live in a village with the population less then 200. Everybody knows everybody here. Well, as I said, I really don't know how to explain how I felt, it was just... I don't know.
Anyways, I had fun over there. The ride back was a saying in mind that I couldn't wait to come back. Because I had to use the bathroom, and it was hard because of all the bumps we hit. Well that's all I'm writing.