Working on a Farm

I grew up on a farm in the Midwest. When I was 12, the Asian flu hit and school was closed for a few days because so many kids were sick, including my older brother. It was Fall and my dad was picking either corn or beans and needed help unloading the wagons. I spent my days off from school pulling the tractor to just the right spot so the wagon could dump contents into what we called an elevator that carried the grain up into a bin in the barn. I didn't get paid but my dad bought 7 sheep at a farm sale for me to raise. I later sold them for $107. It was 1958 and I'd never had so much money.
 

When I was in either grade school or high school, I went on a class field trip to a local dairy products processing company. I still remember that day, because cottage cheese was being made. The smell..........just plain stinky. I thought I'd never eat cottage cheese again, but that sure didn't happen.

Heh, we did too

They put us in a long line, having each student walk up, grab, and pull on a teat

just one pull

the line was long

time was short


Wunner what that cow thought
 
I grew up on a farm in the Midwest. When I was 12, the Asian flu hit and school was closed for a few days because so many kids were sick, including my older brother. It was Fall and my dad was picking either corn or beans and needed help unloading the wagons. I spent my days off from school pulling the tractor to just the right spot so the wagon could dump contents into what we called an elevator that carried the grain up into a bin in the barn. I didn't get paid but my dad bought 7 sheep at a farm sale for me to raise. I later sold them for $107. It was 1958 and I'd never had so much money.

Enjoyed your story, bak2basik. Welcome to the forum!
 


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