Reading Part 2 of Chapter One of Chicken Charlie’s Year.
Sledding can be fun, but not for Charlie this time.
Many of the stories of this novel had origins in my dad’s stories, but not this one.
My sister Karen was the one who slid down on her butt, being pulled by her tights that were caught on the sled runner. That day was Karen’s birthday. We were pulling sleds down the back road with our horses. I was riding Goldy with a rope leading to a sled. Our cousin was on her horse, pulling another sled. Poor Karen walked home through the fields, hiding her ripped pants with her coat.
Many real happenings were used in this novel. Names were changed to protect the innocent and to make a better story.
Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.
Copyright 2021 by Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.
Being in the country means my internet connection is DSL. That is why it takes me so long to upload or download files, especially videos. Even this thirty second video took all afternoon to find its place in my computer.
It is frustrating, but I’m still happy I have something that connects me to people outside this house. It would be like going back to the stoneage if I couldn’t meet up with friends and family daily. Mail would be my only option and I don’t want to go back to that.
Anyway, here is the very short video I shot at Sissy’s yesterday. If you need a gift and don’t want to face a huge monster store, stop in and look around, but don’t forget your mask.
And please remember to check out my books and paintings, too.