My grandfather was a farmer. By today’s standards, he was a very small farmer — only 100 acres or so and the typical livestock which many farmers owned years ago — cattle, hogs, ponies, sheep, chickens. We also had a berry patch, an orchard, a huge garden, etc., and all the out buildings farmers needed — a corn crib, barn complete with a haymow, a granary, a windmill/pump and structures for the animals to get out of the weather.
It was a family farm, and every member of the family helped to work it. Each one of us had farm chores to do every day of our lives. While we often didn’t like to do those chores, we didn’t question it either. It was just a part of being a farm family, and quite frankly, we didn’t know there were families who didn’t have a daily agenda of chores to do. Likewise, as kids, we would have never ever dreamed of asking to be paid for chores; even at that young age, we knew our chores around the farm were just an element of being part of the family unit. They were good lessons.
As an adult, I reflect on that farm with cherished memories. I learned so much — not just about farm life and animals but also about values, morals, hard work, people and love. There were plenty of opportunities to learn, and my family had an uncanny ability to turn everyday life into a lesson. I am forever grateful.
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