My “peeps” and I were invited to give a chicken talk at Wilson Elementary School last week. Of course I corralled Tama and Meggie to come help me impart the joys of all things chicken to Mrs. Nelson’s second graders. They are planning to get some fertilized eggs and have them hatch in an incubator. And although I have no experience with hatching eggs, we did bring a fun and educational experience to Mrs. Nelson’s, as well as the other second grade classes. Our first order of business was to “borrow” five little chicks from our local farm supply store. I’d like to give a shout out to Robert at the Feed Lot in Pike Road. He allowed me to choose an assortment from his stock to take to the school for a live chick meet and greet.
We kept Meggie and the chicks hidden in a secret area while Tama and I set up the chicken yard in the common room.
I wore an appropriate uniform for the event as well.
While Meggie waited in the “wings” with her little brood of five, I read a chicken story to the class using the overhead thingy and talked about chicken-handling safety.
After the chicken talk and picture tour of chickens, the classes were assembled in the common room for the live show.
The kids took turns holding a little chick in their hands. I think the most fun they had was when the babies pooped on the newspaper. Wow that was super funny and exciting!
Umm…You can’t. 🙂
But by far the biggest hit of the day was Miss Meggie in her chicken suit.
Who knew kids love to hug chickens!
The pinnacle of the event was when Meggie launched into a chicken dance and the crowd went wild!
Our day at Wilson Elementary was great for these three chicks as much as it was for the kids. I think we may have planted some Urban Chicken seeds among these young farmers. At least I know some of them will encourage their parents to try out their local farmer’s market to get some of those cool colored eggs.
We were happy to return the babies to Robert, exhausted but unharmed.
I want to sincerely thank Tama and Meggie for their help. I’d like to report that they lended their aid out of the simple goodness of their hearts and the desire to spread the good news about humane chicken practices, but, alas, I cannot. The price for their efforts was a good lunch at a fine dining establishment.
And these chicks can EAT! Worth every penny ladies. Much obliged!