Revenge and chicken carcasses

 

I am still traumatized by my interaction with a rooster when I was 2 years old.  

My brother and I were with our mother, me holding onto her skirt and my brother Robert holding onto me.  Mom was walking to the barn to collect eggs. As she went onto the depths of the barn we explored the straw bales and playing in the loose kernels of loose corn. 

For some reason, I climbed up into the empty corn crib where loose kernels lay about.  Golden, they were so golden. Wiggling up into this amazing room was an adventure.  Squatting down i grabbed handfuls of the golden treasure I giggled and called for Robert to join me. And then.

A rooster hopped up into the crib coming toward me, crowed and spread wings.  

I was scared, began screaming, Mom appeared magically and rescued me. I can still recall the images, scents, and sounds of the barn. I was wearing a red gingham dress.   

 tg\

Now, for gentler expeiences:

 

As years went by, my experience with chickens was magnificent in its violence and images. 

This happened when Dad brought a flat of live chickens. The large wash tub filled with nearly boiling water, ready for chicken baths. Dad chopped off the heads and then hung the carcasses on the clothes line, waiting for the carnage. I was the teenager with the old women, ready to do our job.

We were supposed to dunk them into hot water, which caused the feathers to be pulled out easily. I apparently was not fast enough so I took the still warm slippery dead chicken into the kitchen where I would washed them in salt water and then dress the chicken, pulling out the guts and such into another another tub.  

 It was brutal, which I still recall in detail. Enough about that for now.

It is impossible to eat chicken legs and chicken stuff to this day. KFC nuggets are okay, but nothing with bones. You can see the struggle.  vibrant life changing even.  

 So there you have it.   

I am one of those people who are able to remember things in detail. It is sometimes useful and sometimes not.