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Red Wagon

The Johnson farm is deserted now, has been for a couple of year. The Yard is dead and over grown. There is nothing but a little red wagon amoungst the weeds. Years ago times were hard and money was scarce so there was little choice for Ted Johnson but to go off to look for work. He was found a few months later deceased.

Janis Johnson was left to fend for herself and two youngsters. The farm was not worth much, but it was all they had. It had a few chickens for eggs, three goats for milk and cheese, and one old horse. They had sold off all the other live stock little by little because they could not feed them. Janis grew as few vegetables so they had what they needed but not much more.

There were two kids, Buss 8 and Connie &. They helped their mom take care of things. It was not easy for Janis to feed and clothe the two youngsters. With all the cooking and cleaning, laundry and trying to make ends meet. Janis had her hands full.

They lived about five miles from a little town called Pinkard. There were a few farms out around the Johnson place, the closest was about two miles from them. Sometimes it got a little lonely out there, with no one to talk to.

Not far from the farm was a creek where the kids would go and try to catch fish for supper or sometimes they would go at night and try to get some frogs. All of this was a great adventure for the kids. They had no idea that they were poor.

One day the kids were coming home from the creek with no fish for supper . Buss stopped and told Connie to stay in the wagon. He spotted a little snake on the road ahead and would try to get it for supper. It was touch and go for a few minutes but finally Buss hit it good and he declared,"we will have snake for supper, yea." When they got home, Janis was happy they had gotten the snake, "we'll fry it up with greens and Johnny cakes.

Sometimes they would take the old horse to town first thing in the morning. They would trade cheese or eggs for flour or other goods. The kids were happy to go into town because they could see people to talk to.Sometimes the man from the next farm over would come over to do chores for Janis and She would pay him with cheese and eggs.

Janis would tend to her small garden and the kids would do chores, gather wood, feed the animals set traps for rodents and the like. They used the little wagon for the supplies they needed to do their chores. It was a good little wagon.

It was almost fall and time for school soon. The kids had two outfits for school and one outfit for Sunday. Not much but about as good as the other kids had. School was about a mile off and they would walk in good weather and ride the old horse in the bad. They took a pale with johnny cakes and jam or stew and bread if there were left overs, for the noon meal.

One day just before school started the one goat was down. Janis told the kids it was going to birth a baby. WOW What a great thing to have happen. They got the supplies Janis asked for and soon it was born, a little wet baby. Sooo cute, justa bawling. I guess that it was hard for the baby to get out, but it was OK. It was a boy. When they went to school they told the class about the new baby. They named it slick, because it came out like that.

As time went by the kids grew up and one by one went off into the world to start their lives. Buss decided he would go in to the Army. He thought that the Army would be a good life for him. Connie went to live with aunt Bessie in St. Louis. There was a lot more for a girl to learn to do there.

The man from the next farm came over more and more and finally asked Janis to Marry him. After much thought, She said she would marry him. She moved over to his farm and was not sure what she would do with the old farm. I guess she will decide in the future but until then it sits there, the only reminder of days gone by is the little red wagon in the yard.

That's it for now, See you next time?


Street Talk

Jo Green  

What a beautiful story! it really was an interesting read! Thank you Sharon ! :D

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  about 5 years ago

Thanks so much Jo

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  about 5 years ago

Great story Sharon. You are getting so good at this!

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  about 5 years ago

I really value all your opinions, Thanks

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  about 5 years ago

Beautiful story writing!

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  about 5 years ago

thank you So much, Lisa It was just a figment

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  about 5 years ago

Thanks AnnMarie

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  about 5 years ago
AnnMarie  

Just an FYI...you can reply to each of us by clicking on the blue word Reply under our comments. It just helps keep things tidy. :)

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  about 5 years ago

good to know, thanks AnnMarie You can see I'm a newbee

  
  about 5 years ago

I really enjoyed this story. It felt like a true story. Well told and flows beautifully.

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  about 5 years ago
AnnMarie  

Sounds like a neighbor of the Little House on the Prairie. Nicely told, Sharon. Was this truly fictional or truly personal? Sounds like it due to lots of nice detail.

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  about 5 years ago
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