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FARM CHILDREN
The old school house sat on the prairie so wide
And we’ll never know how many tales it does hide
As most pupils are gone that went there years ago
Some older ones may be alive since others may know
They walked from home a mile or two around
And since they were tired they just sat down
In the winter they built the fire so the school was nice
When the teacher and other pupils came not a room of ice
Their lunch pail was one that had jam in it before
And the boys had bare feet in the summer coming in the door
They didn’t need a gym as they got their exercise coming to school
So the teacher taught large classes as they didn’t act the fool
In the morning before they came there were chores to do
At night returning from school they also found a few
They cleaned the pig pen and gave the cows some hay
And the garden was weeded also no time to play
Eggs had to be gathered and the chickens were fed
Their days were filled with chores until time for bed
They stayed at home in the spring and helped plant crops
And the fall was the same until the harvest did stop
In the summer they were in the hayfield forking hay
As everything was done manually back in the olden days
There was also wood to be cut and put in a pile
While the feast of each meal sure made them smile
Sap was boiled down in a pan each and every spring
As this was the sweetener they used on all things
Others skidded logs in the bush at a young age
And when told to do it they didn’t go into a rage
The garden was harvested in the fall and things put away
Since little food was bought they had food for cold days
Saturday night they were free and took the buggy to town
To see friends have a dance or just look around
They had little education but designed many things
Which made them feel like some earthly King
Winston E. Ralph
Bancroft
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