Oh gods, I forgot about hayrides. Though most of mine were in the blazing sun, jeans stuck to my legs with streams of sweat, jerking the hay bales off the hayrack and and tossing them on to the elevator to go up to the haymow where my brother and dad were frantically stack ing them up.
We did go on a hayride for school or church or something once, but I didn't really understand why it was fun as it gave me flashbacks. But I can't complain; I had a pretty cushy job really.
My dad was really angry with me one year because my class didn't do a good enough job getting the staples out of the hayrack when dismantling our homecoming float. I forgot about homecoming; that's a pretty weird American thing, too. It never made much of an impact on me, though; no boys would give me their football jersey and our hayrack was too old and inferior to our neighbors' so we only used it one year in junior high.
And then I had to pull staples out of it anyway because they were catching on the bales and breaking far too many of them, which were only tenuously held together in the first place thanks to our elderly baler.
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Date: 2007-07-27 01:55 pm (UTC)We did go on a hayride for school or church or something once, but I didn't really understand why it was fun as it gave me flashbacks. But I can't complain; I had a pretty cushy job really.
My dad was really angry with me one year because my class didn't do a good enough job getting the staples out of the hayrack when dismantling our homecoming float. I forgot about homecoming; that's a pretty weird American thing, too. It never made much of an impact on me, though; no boys would give me their football jersey and our hayrack was too old and inferior to our neighbors' so we only used it one year in junior high.
And then I had to pull staples out of it anyway because they were catching on the bales and breaking far too many of them, which were only tenuously held together in the first place thanks to our elderly baler.