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The Farming Life for Me
In the September 2003 issue of yourmagazine, you wrote that many farm kids wanted to live in the city. Well, I am a farm kid and I don't want to live in the city. In fact, I want to explain exactly why I think it's better to grow up on a farm than to grow up in the city.
First, farm kids are too busy with farm work to get into trouble with guns, drugs, and alcohol like a lot of city kids do. We usually go home right after school to work on the farm and help our parents. We have to milk the cows, feed all the animals, drive the tractor in the fields, fix fences, help with watering the crops, or any other kind of farm work. All these things keep us busy and out of trouble.
Second, farm kids understand at an early age what's really important in life. We help our parents when animals are born, and we take care of these animals until they die. I remember getting to pull my first lamb when I was six. Watching the birth of an animal always makes me feel warm and happy. At the same time, I know why we raise these animals. They are going to be hamburgers and fried chicken. Like me, most farm kids are used to seeing life and death on the farm. That gives us an understanding of human life and death that city kids don't have.
In addition, farm kids have a much better understanding of nature than do many city kids. We work outside all year. We almost always get to watch the sunrise. We understand how heat or wind or snow can change our crops. We understand how much water different crops need at different times of year. We can put our hands in the soil and know how much water it needs. We know how to choose the best trees in our woods to cut down. Those are just a few of the many outdoor skills that farm kids learn young.
Finally, farm kids have a greater sense of responsibility than most city kids. We know that crops and animals are totally dependent on us. We know that they can die if we don't do our work. I learned at an early age to feed and water the animals on time, and to water the crops regularly. Sometimes I'm tired or sick, or it's freezing cold or blowing snow. Even then, I knowthat I have to do these things because the animals, the crops, and my family depend on me.
For all these reasons, I think that it is better to grow up on a farm than to grow up in the city. My own experience growing up on a family farm in southern Colorado tells me this. I know that growing up on a farm made me the responsible, hardworking, and thoughtful young person my parents and community can be proud of. Zachary Blaine, Colorado
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Leaving the Farm
Scott Halley used to be a farmer . . . until ayear ago. But the farm kept losing money. "You look at the numbers at the end of the pencil," said Mr. Halley, 44, "and you realize it's time to try something different."
With a heavy heart but a clear head, Mr. Halley became one of the thousands of American farmers who sell their land each year. What surprised Mr. Halley and others is that the move to the city was so easy. The farmers are finding jobs and their families are enjoying the city way of life.
Mr. Halley found a good job working as a scientist at North Dakota State University. His income is now double what it was when he was a farmer.
But even for those farmers who find good jobs, there is a price to pay in leaving farming.
"It's not just about making money, but about having a life that is meaningful," said Dr. Michael Rosmann, a farmer and psychologist who helps farmers. "For most of them, that grieving' lasts for the rest of their lives. To make the decision to quit farming, to do what's best for the family, takes an awful lot of courage." Mr. Halley feels the pull of the land every day. Once a week, he drives eight hours to work a small piece of his old farm, just to keep his connection to the land.
It was hard to leave, but Mr. Halley knows he did the right thing. For most families that leave the land, income goes up and stress from worrying about having no money goes down. Both parents and children are happier.
Halley's children love living in the city. "The kids don't want to go back now," said Mr. Halley. "The telephone never stops ringing."
Megan Halley, 13, spoke with excitementabout her new school. She especially likes art and computer technology. "Back on the farm," she said, "the old phone system took five minutes or more just to dial up the Internet."
"It's cool here," said Megan. She loves going to the nearby mall 2 to shop for newclothes and get the latest CDs of her favorite group. The closest store to the Halleys' farm was a ten-mile drive.
Before moving to the city, Megan worried about getting along with city kids. "The boys here aren't any different than back in the country," she said. "There's just a lot more of them."
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