I grew up on a dairy farm in the middle of nowhere, as most people would tell me. But, looking back, I now consider it to be a place where I learned how to work, and it made me who I am today.
I thought it would be fun to tell some stories of life on the farm. Some of them will be funny and others will be kind of gross. Things on the farm weren't always hunky dory, but I believe that farm life can teach a great many things to a child, that the city can not. Of course, I didn't have the privileges of going to the Mall whenever I liked, or going to a friends house down the street, just to hang out, but I knew no different.
I'd like to start out by telling a rather funny story.
When I was in kindergarten, the whole class took a field trip to my dairy farm. And, they put me in charge of making sure that the whole class ended up at my farm. I remember being very excited and trying to pay attention as best I could to help the bus driver get to the farm. But, before I knew it, we were somewhere that I didn't recognize. We had missed a turn. So, we had to turn around and when we came over the top of this hill, I could see my mom waving her hands, standing next to the little red pickup, flagging the school bus down to turn there. Lucky she was there, or I probably would have missed it again.
That's what they get for putting a 5 year old in charge!!!
Well, the whole class got to tour the dairy farm and then we went to the pig pens. My cousin, Becky, and I decided to show off. We got inside the pig pens and started chasing the pigs to see if we could catch one. I mean, they weren't very big and we considered ourselves FAST enough to catch a little piggie. We ran as fast as we could, but both of us ended up on our butts right in the poop. Yuck! I remember having to go home and change. Afterwords, we went back to my cousins house and had home made ice cream. Of course, with the cream from our cows.
Lesson learned: Don't chase pigs!
Posted by Muffin at 8:20 AM