“Listen to my oath and be witnesses to my oath. Summer is coming and my watch begins. It will not end until October. I’m not going to take a beer, I’m not going to be lying in a hamac. I’m not going to take the wipes and I’m not going to go to the senovals. I will live and die in the bed. I am a lap in the earth; I am a plant in the soil; I am a leach that waters the celery. I give my life and honor to the Vegetable Dozor this summer and in all the coming years.”