stories from the farm

5.01.2009



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!

4 comments:

Higgs Happenin's said...

haha That's awesome. I bet growing up on a farm was a neat experience. Pigs are faster than they look haha.

Thanks for sharing.

jqlinesocuteithurts said...

Thats is such a cute story! I bet there's alot of fun stories to share. I too believe growing up in the farm can teach kids alot about many things. My dad grew up in a small pig farm too...he always tell us that growing up in the farm was not easy...each day there were work to do after school just to help out. Things like cleaning the piggie house and gather food for the piggies.
Thank you for sharing this with us and getting to know you a little more. :)
Have a lovely merry happy weekend and love to you!

Julia said...

That is hilarious. I can't believe what a cool little farm girl you were.

Pretty Neat Designs said...

I love your stories, I hope you write more of them! Before Country Home magazine was shut down, I used to look forward to reading "Slow Lane" on the last page, written by a woman who lived on a farm in Iowa. Being a midwestern gal, I love farm stories.