The Donkey shares some of The Wife’s intimate journal memories and stories from her childhood experiences on a rural Michigan farm. Grammatical errors and farm-talk left in for effect. (Read the original debate: Down on The Farm?)
June 18 -Last Day Of School
I can’t beleave school is finally over! We had 4 or 5 make up days since school got closed after Mr. Swartzendruber’s cow died in the classroom. They had to saw the beast up to get him out and it took days to scrub the blood off the wood floor and get the stink out. Mrs. Brenneman wouldn’t let us out until we all proved we could count to 20 and tell the diffrunce between d and b. I was so mad cause Jed kept sayin seventy-teen insted of seventeen. I guess that’s what happens when you and all your kin are in the same grade.
Ezekiel got to ring the bell and then we all ran out to the Stutzma’s store for sum horehound candy. Then me and Ezekiel went to his house and he rode me in the wheelbarrow all around the farm. It sure was fun. I got to look into his blue eyes. It reminded me of the water in grandma’s well.