Speaking of chickens....yes we had many and it was my job, as a young child, to feed them....It was always scary because the deep wooden bins that held the feed also housed mice! Although I loved the birds and gave them names they rewarded me with lice!I spent most of my time outside getting in trouble with the local farmers because of the wheat I trampled down for my hidden mazes and cozy abodes. We also were forbidden to walk the railroad tracks, one time we even stopped a train as we mindlessly meandered down the tracks not in the least bit concerned about the encroaching train. Boy did we get in trouble for stopping that train!
The creek was another magnet for us....this too was forbidden! I was the oldest by only a year yet I was held responsible and always felt the full force of the reprimand.... after all, I should know better I was older and should set a good example!
Now, without trying ,I am still getting myself in trouble and I'm not even a SPRING CHICKEN!
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