Bumper sticker spotted on a pick-up truck:
“Kids who hunt, fish and trap don’t mug little old ladies.”
Exactly.
The point of the bumper sticker is this:
Kids who have chores and responsibilities don’t have time to get into trouble.
They aren’t hanging around a parking lot coming up with creative, and possibly
criminal, ways of relieving their boredom.
So allow me to make a bold statement: We
need to return to our farm ways.
It’s not enough for people to live in rural
areas and extol the benefits of living in a rural community. We need to be
farming again. We need to start raising our own food and helping our neighbours
once more. We need to have gardens and compost to spread, a few chickens and
warm eggs to collect, maybe even a goat and milk to turn into cheese. We were
hunters and gatherers a lot longer than we’ve been programmers and emailers; it’s
time to rediscover the wisdom that comes from the sky and the ground, not the
screen and the app.
Always
drink upstream from the herd.
The good old days were not necessarily
better but we’ve lost too many of the good old ways that came from farming. When
animals and crops and gardens depend on you showing up and doing the work, when
your family depends on you showing up and doing the work, you grow up with a
connection to the land, to the product and to the people around you. You learn
to be responsible; you learn to appreciate the results of your labour.
When
you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
If you are busy cleaning stalls and coops,
feeding cattle and kidding goats, fixing machinery and mending fences, there
isn’t time to think up ways to get into trouble. After a long day at school or
work, you come home to chores that must be done; that doesn’t leave any time or
energy for stealing cars or vandalizing gazebos.
Of course, a return to farming will not make
our world problem-free but driving your father’s Oldsmobile through a cornfield
while drinking beer is a far cry from setting fire to empty buildings. There’s
testing limits and learning lessons, and then there’s criminal nuisances with
too much time on their hands.
When
you find yourself in a hole, the first thing you have to do is stop digging.
I’m not saying we trash our cities and
towns and all become farmers, even though there is a whole lot of decent land
lying fallow; I’m saying the balance is tipped too far on the urban side of the
scale; we’re so off-balance, in fact, we’re losing sight of our long-time rural
roots and truly, we lose our farming DNA at our own human peril.
Granted, not everyone can be a farmer and
there have always been people who lived in town but every kid needs to
experience work that involves dirt, water and the one thing we can’t live
without – food. At the very least, we need community gardens that support the
local food bank and those gardens should be the responsibility of young people.
Community gardens will teach them three things: 1) how easy and vital it is to
grown food, 2) how to see a project through and learn from what works and what
doesn’t, and 3) how to make an effort on behalf of someone other than yourself.
You’re less likely to trash the community
garden – or allow it to be trashed – if you’ve had a hand in creating it.
Think I’m crazy? Think farming is old-fashioned
and out-of-touch with the new age of apps-for-that and power bars and cars that
parallel park on their own?
So tell me: What work is there that teaches
us as much as farming does?
Life
is simpler when you plough around the stump.
I love it, Sara, Slow Living, taking the time to savour moments, watch the grass grow, you have my vote, hugs, mary
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