When I was eight, I had to make my bed (not just spread it up--)and gather kindling for the house, as se heated with wood. About 11, Dad would hire me to do the windows of his chiropractic clinic and I learned to use a mangle to iron the sheets and gowns for his patients. At 12, I realized Mom did all the dishes. I promised to do the dinner dishes. Oh I remember trying to get out of that. She held me to it. My cousin would often get tired of waiting for me to do them, and she'd do them so we could go wherever we were headed. I got a quarter for the windows, and just did the rest because.