The idle musings of a former military man, former computer geek, medically retired pastor and now full-time writer. Contents guaranteed to offend the politically correct and anal-retentive from time to time. My approach to life is that it should be taken with a large helping of laughter, and sufficient firepower to keep it tamed!
Thursday, October 20, 2016
Heh
Laughing out loud at this one from Wirecutter.
Yep. That's farm kids all right, anywhere in the world. I've been highly amused to find American farm kids behave just the same as African farm kids. They all have the same acceptance of nature and the real world, and lack false sentimentality. Salt of the earth - and naughty with it!
Peter
My grandfather was a farmer, and once while we were visiting my grandmother decided to make chicken and dumplings for supper. The first step of this, of course, was to catch and kill a chicken (presumably one that wasn't laying very well). After cutting up the bird, granny gave the feet to my sister, after demonstrating that you could pull on the exposed tendons to make the claws grab. Sister spent the rest of the afternoon running around with the chicken feet grabbing anything that stayed still long enough!
ReplyDeleteThe wife (grew up on a hog farm) laughed. Said "You say that like you've never taken pig tails to school for show and tell before. The teacher was a little grossed out."
ReplyDeleteI have fond memories of my youngest daughter and her 1st cousin play dancing with some dead mink and muskrats in my father's trapping shed and dueling with white tale deer legs.
ReplyDeleteIt was deer hunting season, so no need to call the DNR, eh?