Todays post is a chapter from my soon to be self published Book, "Rescue the Stories Book Two, The Early Years."
Pigeon courtesy photobucket.com |
Chose a Pretty Pigeon
Pigeons were having a field
day in my dad’s city garden, and had become a nuisance, so he began to take
drastic measures. He constructed what he
called a pigeon trap and placed it in his garden.
While I worked at my
temporary job, my Mom and Dad were caring for my two pre-school children. One day my dad showed my kids all the pigeons
he had been catching in his trap.
He told my youngins, “Each of
you may choose a pretty pigeon.” With
careful thought they began to decide which pigeon was the prettiest. “I like this one, this one and that one.”
They spoke with glee, thinking that they were to have a new pet.
They spoke with glee, thinking that they were to have a new pet.
Now this is the terrible part
of my story, and to this day, after many years my children still remember what
came next!
My Dad had not prepared my
kids for the subsequent event. - - -
Those pigeons were going to
be the main course for their lunch,
After all pigeon meat is tasty,
just like quail or chicken!!
Dad was not sadistic, he was
just being a farm boy, and to him the food chain was a fact of life.
However he was a bit dense
working with impressionable children.
He had devised a creative and
brilliant method to rid his garden of pigeon pests and gain some nice meals for
his dinner.
Although you and I probably
will not resort to catching our dinner, we must realize that the Bible tells us
that all food is good when received with thankfulness.
Missionaries in foreign countries
have been offered much worse than a pigeon meal, and in order to save face,
have found it necessary to partake of monkey, dog, snake, rats, bugs and the
like.
Now these would be a gross feast
to you and me but they are delicacies to many in other lands!!
So perhaps my Dad was not so far
off in his determination to take advantage of a nice pigeon banquet.
One thing I hope is that you never
get yourself into a situation where you must: “Eat Crow!”
This post is linked with
Ann
Kroeker’s Food on Fridays
3 comments:
Oh, my. Of course it makes sense that he was trying to find a useful solution to his problem and give you all a treat, but I'd be like your kids--horrified to pick the prettiest bird only to be *served a plate of the prettiest bird*! Yikes!
Oh my!
How I miss the heart and character of that generation... Life was real and the younger the kids got it the better. We've gotten soft, Hazel... Your dad was the real deal and meant no harm... I think he did more good than harm... it just took time for your kids to realize that... Great story! I'm so looking forward to your next book!!!
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