The Rural Voice, 1981-06, Page 11A day on the farm
Cock -a -doodle -do went the rooster. A new day is dawning. 1
got out of bed, put on my jeans and shirt, then ran downstairs to
where breakfast was waiting. I listened to what the weatherman
was saying. He said it would be sunny and warm turning to rain
in three days. We have the grain drill in top condition and should
be able to get the grain planted. When 1 finished I went to the
chicken house to see if everything was alright and to feed them.
After that I went to the pigbarn and fed the pigs. The cats were
mulling around as if they were hypnotized. After I fed the pigs, I
scraped the manure from each pen and said good-bye to the pigs.
Next came the horses, cows and sheep. I went up into the mow
and pitched hay down to them. After 1 finished the roar of
the tractor could be heard. I ran toward where dad was backing
up. He was going to pull the grain drill out to sow this afternoon.
But before he could do it he had to pull out the harvester and the
combine. After we got the drill out and ready it was about time
for lunch, so I decided to mow some lawn. Into the garage I ran.
We had just bought a brand new riding mower. I pulled the
starter and it roared to life. 1 set the heighth and started to mow.
I was just finishing a chunk when mom called for lunch.
Jennifer Horne
Seaforth
After a hearty lunch, dad hooked up the drill and we went to
the field. We put the grain and fertilizer into the drill, then we
started to sow. At the end of the field, there was a large stone
which Dad nor I saw it and it broke a disk. "Darn it!" yelled dad.
We had to go to Hanover to get the part. When we got back it
was about supper time. So we went and did the chores. I went to
gather eggs. Then as we finished my sister Kathy told us supper
was ready. For supper we had Grandma and Grandpa up. It was
a delicious meal of roast beef. mashed potatoes, peas and
carrots, salads and for dessert we had chocolate pudding
strawberry pie and ice-cream. After supper Grandpa, Dad and 1
went to our brook and fished, relaxed and watched the sunset.
At about eleven o'clock 1 went to bed thinking of the coming day.
So you see a farm is fun, full of adventures and really a great
place to live. So when you have a chance. go to a farm, go -I know
you will love it!
Kent Campbell
Age: 10
R.R. 4, Kincardine, Ont.
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THE RURAL VOICE/JUNE 1981 PG. 9