Originally Posted by countrycottage
...when I was little to go help him pick cotton in the field behind their house. Wasn't nearly as much fun as I thought it would be, and when he went back to the fields after lunch guess who stayed at the house with Grandmama.
You are so sweet. I can remember how my grandparents let me learn things this way as well. They never overprotected us from real work & reality of what it was to get things done. It did eliminate a lot of begging I imagine. I remember if you wanted something my grandpa would give you work to do to earn it. I was allowed to split wood @ the age of 10 with a sledgehammer & a wedge (guess they didn't want me cutting my leg off, ROTFL), 25 cents a log. The logs were about 24" diameter, & had to be split many times to be firewood size, then stacked correctly. I could work for four hours & maybe earn 50 cents; good for an ice cream cone maybe. I am proud to say I didn't break any bones doing this in all those years either, and it kept me busy too.