Please Note: This is a graphic post. If you are squeamish or emotional about a chicken slaughter, please do not continue reading.
Here is the slaughtering area. It actually worked out great. Travel With Girls. I don’t know that the previous owner of this property intended for it to be used for this, but it was as if it was made just for me!
In the end, the kids all seemed intrigued and honestly interested in learning about the different parts of her body. They weren’t scared or crying or scarred. It was a great learning experience for all of us, and a really good reminder of just what goes into preparing the meat we just pick up from the store, nicely packaged and covered in plastic. Maybe not the way everyone wants to spend their Saturday morning, though. If there was any doubt in my mind whether I have fully converted to being a Country Girl, that is now vanished. I felt completely in my element and although I didn’t enjoy the actual killing of the chicken, I believe it was necessary and justified.
Simon J Taylor says
Dear Sahnti, Can i just say thank you for such a lovely, heart warming way to start the day. Approaching the D subject with children and sensitive adults like myself and including slaughter in such a caring and humorous way was just a delight! I’m gonna scroll through your blog posts to cheer me up every morning. I’m am just about to leave London and move into the country my self to live the good life. I was vegetarian for many years but used to be a gamekeeper in good old fashioned England. Even though i have seen, experienced and perpetrated many D’s on chickens and other small birds and animals (for food may i add, not for sport), i began to find it difficult to deal with and stopped eatign creatures full-stop. Now as a ‘grown up child’ I eat a little meat but can not kill myself. (JUst the odd irritating cloathes moth gets the occasional suspect treatment!) I tentatively went to your post, but have found myself relieved and soothed by the words of respect and found solace when i saw the smiles on the children’s faces. What a blessed existence you lead. I wish many more happy days come your way. Peace S x