Corn Bread Troubles E-Book

Stanley Mcqueen

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Lebensstil
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2014

Beschreibung

Sometimes life plans don't always work out like they're suppose to. Young Jake and his father are on a mission to deliver four hundred pounds of cornmeal to the neighboring county trade store. Things are going good till they come to an old county bridge that has a ditch washed out right in front of it. Will they make it across the bridge or will their plan to deliver the cornmeal fail?

Leseprobe

Stanley McQueen

Corn Bread Troubles

Muddy Fork Short Story

To my Father and Mother, George Walker McQueen and Dorothy McQueen BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Corn Bread Troubles

Pa shook me awake, saying, Son, get up, we've got lot of work to do today, and it's past six in the morning." Pa don’t like a person to sleep past six and this morning he seemed eager to get about the business of farm work. Pa grinds corn to make corn meal and sells it to trade stores here and there.

"Son, we've got to deliver four hundred pounds of corn meal this morning over to Jack County," he said, "and when we get back here, we have four acres of corn to cultivate. You get that old Model A Ford cranked up so we can take the corn meal to Kirby Knob and deliver it to the merchant store. After that, we've got to get back here as soon as possible to grind some more corn meal for tomorrow….we need to keep my old corn grinder humming if we aim to make any money." Pa talked fast, chewing on his sweet cud of tobacco at the same time. "I done ate my breakfast and milked two cows while you've been lying in that bed like a dead man," Pa shot at me.

Pa is the hardest working man in these parts, and the fastest man about doing things I ever seen. He runs us five boys to death. Jake is the oldest and after me there's Sammy, Harry and Charlie. Pa sent all the boys to hoe and since I am the oldest, and the only one able to drive, I was to deliver the corn meal. Pa had bought the old car, even though he never learned to drive it. He always went along with me to help unload the heavy sacks of corn meal. Mammy had begged him to learn to drive, but Pa said she's lucky he drives the team of mules, never mind a truck.