Even if I was raised on a farm, my parents still had my brother and I go to Farm Safety Day. The safety stickers on farm equipment still scare me with those graphicish pictures! My grandparents would also tell me of freak accidents, so I knew what to steer clear of.
I learned a lot in 4-H. This was when I began my cattle showing journey. No, we did not go all out like some showers, but I did my best with my dad helping me. He wasn't with me every time I worked with my cattle, and that was okay. He knew it was important for me to realize that I needed to do a lot of the hard work by myself.
One of my favorite livestock projects, Cinnamon.
They don't mention FFA in this article. I wonder if that is because when you are a member, you have to have an SAE project. SAE means Supervised Agricultural Experience. I wonder if because it is titled that way, FFA is in the clear. My SAE was my cattle, the ones I kept to breed, like Cinnamon and the ones I sold, like that nasty steer, Black Bart. I filled out my Iowa Degree revolving around my SAE and I earned a certificate and a pin showing my accompishments.
Also, I hope that even with this proposed law change, people can still ride on a full wagon of hay, walk up an elevator, and still be able to help care for a bucket/bottle calf while under the age of 10. I wouldn't change my upbringing for anything in the world.
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