Raising Chickens in my Youth
Posted: Saturday, January 28, 2012
by David Tanguay
I was born and raised in the city however when I was 12 years old my family moved on a chicken farm. We would raise chickens (broilers) 15,000 to be exact.
It was my job to feed the chickens every day after school. There were feeders lined up in the barn; I had to fill the feeders with grain for the chickens to feed on. It took me about 3 to 4 hours to feed them all.
We raised the chickens from the day they hatched as chicks until they were about 9 weeks old. Then the company we raised them for would come and take the chickens away and slaughtered for market as broilers.
We only lived on the farm for about two years then we moved back to the city. Feeding those, chickens every day made me quite strong for it build up my muscles doing that work. When I was in school, no one could put me down in arm wrestling I was the champ and I owe it all to those chickens I fed every day.
Looking back at those days I reminisce at those days it was then I began to smoke. Yes, I was only 13 when I began to smoke cigarettes; I use to hide them from my mother. At night after feeding the chickens, I would find a place to light up and smoke.
During the time, I lived on the farm Kennedy was president it wasn’t until I moved back to the city when assassinated by an assassin’s bullet he was on that brutal November day in 1963.
“Dare to be honest and fear no labor.” Robert Burns

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Top-level comments on this article: (3 total)hi david,
times change and so do we.
it appears from this and other articles you've written that you actually had a good childhood, that created a good man.
my best to you,
chick, i mean sue! :)Please log in to respond to this comment.Thank you for commenting chick. I mean SuePlease log in to respond to this comment.
clever there, mr. david......
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Hey David! I think that this experience gives us a basis for life and makes it easier to overcome difficulties. I live in the city only six years, but rural life, however, pulled me back.Please log in to respond to this comment.Yes Natalija, living in the country with responsibilities gives us a lesson in life. thanks for commenting.Please log in to respond to this comment.
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