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Our Parents Lied November 2, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — slrussell @ 12:26 pm

Our parents lied to us.  I don’t think they intended to lie, I think they just didn’t know any better.  Still, those of you who are now parents need to be very, very careful (as if you don’t have enough to worry about already.)


Do you remember those wonderful stories they read to us about the roosters that sang a sweet little ditty, cock a doodle do,  which gently brought in the day? Being a night person I have always thought I could benefit from a lovely rooster to help draw me to consciousness.  They are lies, I tell you, all lies.  First of all, it is not a sweet song, it is a wretched squawk, although it does sound like a COCKADOODLEDOOOOO.  Secondly, they don’t do this at a time when you should be getting up.  They begin at four a.m..  I guess that’s why those stories were all about farmers, not teachers that should still be sleeping at four am.   (Yes, yes, I know, most of the other teachers are up at 4 am, just not me.) And they don’t do this just once or twice but they continue.  All day.  ALL DAY. 

I suppose the other thing they are assuming is that only on a farm would you find such animals.  Not so in Jirapa.  We mainly have goats, everywhere, and then an assortment of dogs, cats, chickens, roosters, guinea fowl, and pigs.  The goats are funny because they spend the night lying all over the road because the road stays warm.  If you are driving early in the morning you hope that the “shepherd” or whatever you call him is around to start scooting them off.  I don’t know who the dogs and cats belong to but they are generally just around.  Every once in a while you will see a donkey or cow and last week I nearly crashed my bicycle when a guy was standing on top of two horses side by side galloping through town…..no idea what that was about.  The insects, well, that’s a whole other post.


11 Responses to “Our Parents Lied”

  1. Sandra #2 Says:

    Oh poor girl! I feel your fatigue : ) I was whiney last week when I had to get up early for a morning staff meeting that put me on the road to work at 7:30am. I think that 10am is a good time to expect me to begin functioning : )

    Hmmm…guy on two horses…very unusual. I guess if it gets him from here to there, why not, hey?

  2. John H. Says:

    Enjoyed your story about early morning sounds having lived through that overseas. By the way, The Sound of Music refers to High on the hill was a lonely goatherd, layeeodelayeeodelayoooo! Keep up the wonderful spirit.

  3. Dad Says:

    I’m not sure how I’ll be able to carry on – first Santa Claus, then the tooth fairy and now roosters. Next thing I know you’ll find out about….

  4. kris Says:

    I only had time to read your title and the first paragraph, but I wanted to say that I totally agree with you. I’m going to confront my parents tonight, thank you for the inspiration!

  5. kristen13 Says:

    I hate pretty much everything about birds (except how tasty they get when their skin gets all crispy) so I hear you about hating the roosters. Hate away. And then threaten to deep fry them. (but only stuffed into a turkey once you’ve stuffed it with a duck. then you can have deep fried turducken…oh yes, i’ve just suggested taking turducken to a whole new level)

  6. K Guy Says:

    Clearly it’s time an engineer chimed in. 1 horse will get you to a destination in a certain amount of time – 2 horses, half the time – simple!! Enjoying your posts, Sandra.

  7. Don Royan Says:

    Hello Sandra, Your updates are awesome and truly provide us a flavor of your daily activities. Your parents may have lied to you, BUT remember – your Uncle never would!! Just heard Obama became President Elect. You take care – Blessings!! Uncle Don

  8. Bev Says:

    Good bye George Bush…..yahoo!!!

  9. bigdawg77 Says:

    Fran will really enjoy your rooster’s!!!! Thank heavens the 4,216 that we have all over our house are plactic/ceramic and thankfully dead!!

  10. Colleen Threadkell Says:

    Give those goats a hug for me! I think that is my kind of town! Although from my grandma’s farm I know that a rooster is not a blessing. I used to threaten it with a good smash on a regualr basis. Remember Turkey and that freak rooster that would not shut up! No one should ever believe roosters are good. Get any packages yet?!

  11. Shanna Says:

    After reading about the rooster comment, all I can think of if that Sex and the City episode where there is a rooster outside Carrie’s window. I agree with you, it isn’t as charming as the childhood stories would lead us to believe. I think they left out the part where the rooster gets shot at the end of every happy tale!
    I hope you are doing well. It is so fun to look at your blog and read what is going on. Good Luck.

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