My dream is to own a homestead where we can enjoy healthy food, environment, and sustainable living. My dream is still out of reach, so for now I homestead in my suburban backyard with my husband and four sons.
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
I said, She said
I'm always interested to find out what people who know nothing about chickens assume about them. I thought I would share a few, and answer them as best I can... it's also a good laugh for people who know about chickens.
I took Alvin to school with me the other day to pick up the Boy. Boy explained that Alvin came from a blue egg.
His teacher said, "Like a robin? Is it a robin?"
Boy explained that it was a chicken. Chickens can lay all colors of eggs.
Another lady, waiting for her grand-daughter at the same school asked me how I feed my chickens.
"Oh," I replied, "I feed them starter feed, and some fresh foods and leftovers..."
She nodded. "In a dropper?"
(Chickens are born able to feed themselves. Quail and other similar birds can too. Yes, birds like parrots need to be fed through a dropper if a human feeds them...)
Same lady didn't know that incubation was possible. I didn't want to be offensive, so I didn't ask her where she thought they all came from, the ones we eat, but I didn't. I AM curious though.
I know that some kids, if you ask them, "Where does chicken come from? Where do eggs come from?" will answer, "The store."
This is actually one of the big reasons that I do what I do and that I want to expand my homestead. I think it is essential that children, well, people in general, know where their food comes from and how it gets to them, to have a sense of gratitude and respect for the animals that provide us with the nutrients we need to survive.
And to get to know animals as individuals, not as factories for eggs, meat, and milk. We should know them, thank them for their gifts, interact with them, and be grateful for their bounty.
I took Alvin to school with me the other day to pick up the Boy. Boy explained that Alvin came from a blue egg.
His teacher said, "Like a robin? Is it a robin?"
Boy explained that it was a chicken. Chickens can lay all colors of eggs.
Another lady, waiting for her grand-daughter at the same school asked me how I feed my chickens.
"Oh," I replied, "I feed them starter feed, and some fresh foods and leftovers..."
She nodded. "In a dropper?"
(Chickens are born able to feed themselves. Quail and other similar birds can too. Yes, birds like parrots need to be fed through a dropper if a human feeds them...)
Same lady didn't know that incubation was possible. I didn't want to be offensive, so I didn't ask her where she thought they all came from, the ones we eat, but I didn't. I AM curious though.
I know that some kids, if you ask them, "Where does chicken come from? Where do eggs come from?" will answer, "The store."
This is actually one of the big reasons that I do what I do and that I want to expand my homestead. I think it is essential that children, well, people in general, know where their food comes from and how it gets to them, to have a sense of gratitude and respect for the animals that provide us with the nutrients we need to survive.
And to get to know animals as individuals, not as factories for eggs, meat, and milk. We should know them, thank them for their gifts, interact with them, and be grateful for their bounty.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Chickens Are _________
I just got notification that I finally have some eggs coming to put into my incubator. They're blue, from some Easter Eggers-- which tend, in my experience, to be neat little chickens to have. Plus, who doesn't love beautiful blue eggs?
I'm excited, if you can tell.
It also means that I had to access my account which my husband changed once upon a time to a nice, upbeat, nice, affirmation-type password so that I have to be nice to myself every time I use it. Seriously, I roll my eyes every time!
And that made me think of those things that I say all the time that are, perhaps not the norm.
For example:
Chickens are Dinosaurs.
Well, they are.
Seriously.
So hopefully, in about 25 days, I'll be giving my kids some pet dinosaurs to play with.
I'm excited, if you can tell.
It also means that I had to access my account which my husband changed once upon a time to a nice, upbeat, nice, affirmation-type password so that I have to be nice to myself every time I use it. Seriously, I roll my eyes every time!
And that made me think of those things that I say all the time that are, perhaps not the norm.
For example:
Chickens are Dinosaurs.
Well, they are.
Seriously.
So hopefully, in about 25 days, I'll be giving my kids some pet dinosaurs to play with.
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