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Nakia the Rogue

PostSubject: Living on a farm   Fri May 27, 2011 6:25 pm

I have mixed feelings about growing up on a farm. I had my own pony or horse. I loved the animals, actually enjoyed miling cows and goats. I was the only child so I played with the goats especially the kids and got knocked around by the nannys for misbehaving. Smile One of our horses was blind and the seetest, most loving crature

In the 40s many of the smaller farms still used horses. Tractors were for the bigger farms.

I didn't mind the gardening although my favorite was picking string beans. We made tents of the beens and because I was small I could crawl into the tent out of the hot sun and pick the inner beans. I hated hoeing corn. All that stuff got under my clothes and itched. There was no way to get out of the sun. I may have produced plenty of vitamin D but the discomfort negated it.

In the winter the creek that ran through our farm turned into a winter wonderland. We were on a hill with a wide terrace and stream bubbled and raced down small waterfalls which in the winter became ice castles.

Because I had my own personal means of transportation I had a good deal of freedom. The neighbors all knew me for a good ways around. I knew which ones I could go to and which ones to stay away from. I could visit the small town five miles from us and visit or take in the Saturday movies. I picked blackberries to sell and saved up my money. Would even lend to the adults from time to time. I was usurer (sp?) though I demanded 10 cents interest on the dollar. Got it too.

I feel sorry for those who grew up in cities and didn't even have the chance to spend summers on a farm.

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PostSubject: Re: Living on a farm   Fri May 27, 2011 10:56 pm

I didn't grow up on a farm but my grandparents had an old house which used to be one. They had chicken and rabbits and some other animals (but that was during my grandfather's time, my grandmother only kept rabbits and chicken).
I got attacked by a cock when I was a toddler and the next day we had coq-au-vin. I was lucky I didn't lose an eye as I still have the scar in the middle of my left eyebrow. I've never been too keen on gardening but I learned a few things like using a scythe and stuff. I hate lawn mowers, smelly, noisy and horrid contraptions.

"Growing old is inevitable but growing up is optional."
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Nakia the Rogue

PostSubject: Re: Living on a farm   Fri May 27, 2011 11:49 pm

Geese make great guards. I never went near the geese. The only person I know who got along with geese is my mother, Turkey gobblers can be dangerous too. My cousins had I think was named Dr. Fell but we called him Hitler and stayed far away from him.

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