Guest The Lurker Posted November 2, 2007 Report Share Posted November 2, 2007 Yeah I know, I haven't seen this topic on here. When I was seven years old, I moved in with my Grandmother and Great Grandmother. Instead of purchasing our milk and butter from the store, there was a family friend that owned cows. Each week we would go and get fresh milk that was chilled. The job I miss from my youth is After they would seperate the fat from the milk, I was in charge of churning that fat into butter with an old fashioned churn. You know the ones, that had the handle that looked like a broom and you moved it up and down. That is the job I miss from my youth, that and the fresh milk and butter. I feel that people now days are so use to walking in the store and buying the milk and butter. BUt in my opinon, nothing beats a fresh milk and butter. And the knowledge that you made the butter yourself. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Becca Star Posted January 30, 2008 Report Share Posted January 30, 2008 When I was little and before we had a fenced in backyard we'd put our dog Travis out on a REALLY long rope which he's always tangle... Because my dad wasn't home much and my mom had little patience it was my job to un tangle it for him... I donno why, but for some reason I loved sitting out there with him wandering around pulling at the knots and unthreading the whole thing. I had such a sense of accomplishment after it was straight... I donno... Am I weird for that? I might be thinking about this job though too because Travis just recently passed away… I miss him a lot… Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DarkInuLord Posted January 30, 2008 Report Share Posted January 30, 2008 I liked passing out crackers during snack time in kindergarten. >> Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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