On the night before trash day, I had to collect all the small trash barrels from the different rooms and bring them to my dad, so he could take out the trash. I was responsible for bringing the empty trash bins back in after the trash guys collected the trash. I hated that- they were big, heavy metal trash bins. We were responsible for making our own beds each day and keeping our rooms tidy. Also had to unload the dishwasher every day. By the time I was 11, I babysat for my younger siblings at least one night a week, and when I was 12 I had a steady babysitting job on Friday nights, for a family up the street with 4 kids aged 2-8. I'd arrive as they were finishing supper. I was responsible for stacking the supper dishes and getting the kids to bed, then stayed until the parents got home sometime between 11pm and midnight.