Originally Posted by saddlesore
Originally Posted by wabigoon
John, John, John, one rests the top of ones head on the cow's flank, so as to not fall over.


That sure minds me. Usually after milking in the morning, we would not shower and only changed clothes. All the farm kids got sat in the back of the room because the city kids said we smelled like cows.

When I was in 7th grade, we were in a one room wood building next to the grade school because the middle school was being built. It was heated by a coal burning stove much like the old pot bellied stoves. It was in the front of the room and all us farm kids were in back. Froze our butts off in the winter

Fourth grade: building was heated by steam radiators. Some rooms were cold, while others were rented out to Satan as auxiliary housing. Our room was one of those. We always dried our wet gloves from recess on them. We left the room for an assembly program. When returned, the gloves, as always, were next to scorched. Unfortunately, Billy Beesaw's gloves were rather heavily caked from the morning's chores. There was a segment of the class who found the odor somewhat offensive.

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