This is a story of a farm girl living in the mid 1800s. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter One
Anne awoke to the sound of rain beating against the sides of their old farmhouse. She rolled lazily over in bed and pulled the covers over her head. She had always hated getting up in the morning to milk the cows, especially when it was raining. Anne was a step away from sleep when the girls bedroom door burst open. She gasped as a body slammed into hers. JUBILEE FAITH KING THE SECOND! Anne screeched. She kicked at her little sister with all the strength in her half asleep body. Jubilee accustomed to this quickly slid off the bed and let her older sister finish her madness at the air. When Anne realized that Jubilee was no longer on the bed she groggily sat up. Her frizzy brown hair was matted on her head and her big brown eyes were half closed. Well, Anne snapped, what do you want?
Pa said it was time to milk the cows. Jubilee stated. Anne rolled angrily out of bed and walked over to her dresser. She pulled out her work clothes; a red and white checkered shirt with a well-worn pair of overalls. The look she gave Jubilee was a look that said, if you dont get out now Ill make YOU milk the cows! Jubilee quickly excited. Anne shut and locked her door and pulled on her clothes. Then she hastily braided her long brown hair into tow braids. Finally she was ready. Anne skipped the steep and winding stairs to the kitchen to the smell of bacon and eggs. Skidding around the corner she almost knocked down her littlest sister, Tatiana.
Watch where your walking Anne! Tatiana wined as she took a bite out of the apple in her hand, look Anne! I have to use my side teeth cause I lost the two front last night! Here she proudly displayed the huge gap in her mouth.
Thats nice T, Anne said half heartedly as she reached for a slice of bacon. She munched on it for a minute and then ran to the hall were they kept al of their winter jackets and boots. Anne walked to the peg that had her name written on it in big, black letters. She yanked the heavy coat off the hook and pulled it on. The sleeves were five inches longer than her arms and the bottom reached all the way down to her knees but at least its warm she thought as she pulled on her boots, again two sizes to big. But thats O.K. she thought again, at least the mud wont seep over the ledge! With that she flung the back door open and rushed out towards the barn. The rain was so thick that she had to strain to see where she was going. Finally she ran into the huge barn door. She opened the door and stepped inside quickly. The smell of fresh hay and animals greeted her. Anne carefully struck a match and lit the kerosene lamp; light flooded the barn. Suddenly she heard what sounded like a distress call from one of the horses. She sprinted over to the horses and looked inside the first stall. One of their mares was lying on the ground ready to foal! She squealed with delight and flew out of the barn and back to the house. She burst through the kitchen door, PA! she hollered, Rosie having her foal! Annes father ran down the stairs and grabbed a coat and boots.
Anne, you go get your brother and sister and tell them that I need them in the barn. He opened the door and then added, and hurry! then disappeared. Anne galloped up the stairs to the girls room. She banged the door open and called to her older sister, Mary, Mary! Rosies in foal! Pa needs you! She didnt wait for a reply. She ran down the hall a little ways and banged on the door of the boys room, only home to one boy now that her three other older brothers were moved out. John! Pa needs you in the barn! she ran back down stairs and plopped herself into a chair to catch her breath. Her mother placed an egg and three slices of bacon on a blue trimmed plate and set it before Anne. She wolfed down her food and wiped her hands on her overalls. Jumping up she said, Oh no! I forgot to milk the cow! And then she had to go back and put her coat and boots on and go brave the icy winds yet again. She pulled the doors open and closed them quickly. She ran over to the horses to see how everything was going. It all seemed fine so she walked over to the cows. There were eight of them, which meant a good hour of milking. She grudgingly sat down and began.
After that was finished she went to feed the chickens. Anne grabbed a bucket off the wall and scooped up some chicken feed. She hobbled outside to the coop and stepped inside. The sides of the run were closed in so the rain couldnt find its way in. There a loud clucking noise and a faint swooshing sound. Suddenly a heavy object pounced on her shoulder. Anne chuckled and looked to her right. Her favorite chicken, Goliath was perched, as content as a chicken could be on Annes shoulder. She scooped some feed into the palm of her hand and offered it to Goliath, he took it gratefully. Then she gently swiped him off and started scattering the food all over. After a couple minutes she just dumped the bucket on the ground and watched with glee as al the chickens scrambled to be the king of the mountain.
Next were the pigs. Out of all her chores she had to do, feeding the pigs were her least favorite. The reason being that she had to go al the way back to the house and get the slop bucket, come back out side, go into the mud infested pen and try to dump out the contents of the bucket while at the same time trying to keep from tripping headlong into the mud. So after she shut the coop door she ran to the house and knocked on the door. Her mother stuck the slop bucket out and Anne grabbed it quickly. She then ran back to the pigpen. She stealthily opened the gate so as not to wake the lazy pigs. She tiptoed (as best as one can do in mud) and quietly let the stuff slide out. She pinched her nose in indignation. Suddenly she heard a loud grunt and whirled around. All the pigs were lined up as if ready for battle. Anne screamed, the pigs screamed and in no time at all Anne was flying out of the pen and towards the house.
When she reached the porch she stomped on the boots to get the caked mud off and shook off her coat. She quickly jumped inside. Anne glanced at the clock, 7:15 a.m. Not bad, she thought, still plenty of time to get ready for school! She skipped happily up the stairs and into the bedroom. She walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. She gently unfolded a light blue calico dress with little pearl buttons. She sighed and thought, my coat and boots will just ruin my new dress! but she didnt have much time to despair as Jubilee and Tatiana walked in.
Help me dress Anne! Tatiana demanded. Anne rolled her eyes and helped Tatiana put on her green calico dress. Anne then pulled down Tatianas coat and helped her into it. She then laced up her black boots, and do my hair! Annes eyes blazed with anger, but she agreed. She separated Tatianas hair into two parts and French braided them. Then for a finishing touch she tied two small green ribbons around the bottom. Tatiana gave her a rewarding smile and bounded down the stairs. Anne was about to put her own dress on but was interrupted by Jubilee. Anne will you do my hair? Anne spun around and smiled sweetly; too sweetly. Of course Jubilee dear, whatever you say. Jubilee knew what was coming. During her styling Anne pulled, poked and squewered pore Jubilee. But, in the end Jubilee had a stunning bun. Anne let out an angry sigh and finally managed to slip on her dress. To late to do my hair now. She thought, but she tried to tame the wild hairs that had escaped. She then pulled on her coat, laced up her boots and ran downstairs.
John will be taking you to school today girls. Annes mother said. Jubilee and Tatiana cheered but Anne groaned. She hated when John took then to school. He would always tell them a story about a little boy named Hannibal McNeal Patoonski, who lived in the forest with his sword and had wonderful adventures. It was all very boring to Anne and stupid.
Finally John drove the buggy around to the front of the house. The girls all filled in and John made the horses go to a trot. Anne was glad the rain had stopped as they traveled through the forest. Sure enough, John started telling the two younger ones a story. Anne hardly paid any attention though, she was absorbed in the vibrant colors of winter all the different shades of brown and dark green. She breathed in the scent of freshly cut pines and the smell rain made. She noticed that the story was over and she straightened up as thy entered the town. The wagon made wheel marks in the road and splashed up muddy water. Miss Greenfield waved from the general store window as they passed. Tatiana waved back excitedly at the kind woman. There were hardly any people out today due to the rain and the whole ride was rather quiet.
Finally they reached the schoolhouse; a small cozy building made of red bricks with an enormous potbelly stove inside. John stopped the wagon and helped the girls down. Once they were all out Anne took each girl by the hand and led them up the steps to the school
Chapter One
Anne awoke to the sound of rain beating against the sides of their old farmhouse. She rolled lazily over in bed and pulled the covers over her head. She had always hated getting up in the morning to milk the cows, especially when it was raining. Anne was a step away from sleep when the girls bedroom door burst open. She gasped as a body slammed into hers. JUBILEE FAITH KING THE SECOND! Anne screeched. She kicked at her little sister with all the strength in her half asleep body. Jubilee accustomed to this quickly slid off the bed and let her older sister finish her madness at the air. When Anne realized that Jubilee was no longer on the bed she groggily sat up. Her frizzy brown hair was matted on her head and her big brown eyes were half closed. Well, Anne snapped, what do you want?
Pa said it was time to milk the cows. Jubilee stated. Anne rolled angrily out of bed and walked over to her dresser. She pulled out her work clothes; a red and white checkered shirt with a well-worn pair of overalls. The look she gave Jubilee was a look that said, if you dont get out now Ill make YOU milk the cows! Jubilee quickly excited. Anne shut and locked her door and pulled on her clothes. Then she hastily braided her long brown hair into tow braids. Finally she was ready. Anne skipped the steep and winding stairs to the kitchen to the smell of bacon and eggs. Skidding around the corner she almost knocked down her littlest sister, Tatiana.
Watch where your walking Anne! Tatiana wined as she took a bite out of the apple in her hand, look Anne! I have to use my side teeth cause I lost the two front last night! Here she proudly displayed the huge gap in her mouth.
Thats nice T, Anne said half heartedly as she reached for a slice of bacon. She munched on it for a minute and then ran to the hall were they kept al of their winter jackets and boots. Anne walked to the peg that had her name written on it in big, black letters. She yanked the heavy coat off the hook and pulled it on. The sleeves were five inches longer than her arms and the bottom reached all the way down to her knees but at least its warm she thought as she pulled on her boots, again two sizes to big. But thats O.K. she thought again, at least the mud wont seep over the ledge! With that she flung the back door open and rushed out towards the barn. The rain was so thick that she had to strain to see where she was going. Finally she ran into the huge barn door. She opened the door and stepped inside quickly. The smell of fresh hay and animals greeted her. Anne carefully struck a match and lit the kerosene lamp; light flooded the barn. Suddenly she heard what sounded like a distress call from one of the horses. She sprinted over to the horses and looked inside the first stall. One of their mares was lying on the ground ready to foal! She squealed with delight and flew out of the barn and back to the house. She burst through the kitchen door, PA! she hollered, Rosie having her foal! Annes father ran down the stairs and grabbed a coat and boots.
Anne, you go get your brother and sister and tell them that I need them in the barn. He opened the door and then added, and hurry! then disappeared. Anne galloped up the stairs to the girls room. She banged the door open and called to her older sister, Mary, Mary! Rosies in foal! Pa needs you! She didnt wait for a reply. She ran down the hall a little ways and banged on the door of the boys room, only home to one boy now that her three other older brothers were moved out. John! Pa needs you in the barn! she ran back down stairs and plopped herself into a chair to catch her breath. Her mother placed an egg and three slices of bacon on a blue trimmed plate and set it before Anne. She wolfed down her food and wiped her hands on her overalls. Jumping up she said, Oh no! I forgot to milk the cow! And then she had to go back and put her coat and boots on and go brave the icy winds yet again. She pulled the doors open and closed them quickly. She ran over to the horses to see how everything was going. It all seemed fine so she walked over to the cows. There were eight of them, which meant a good hour of milking. She grudgingly sat down and began.
After that was finished she went to feed the chickens. Anne grabbed a bucket off the wall and scooped up some chicken feed. She hobbled outside to the coop and stepped inside. The sides of the run were closed in so the rain couldnt find its way in. There a loud clucking noise and a faint swooshing sound. Suddenly a heavy object pounced on her shoulder. Anne chuckled and looked to her right. Her favorite chicken, Goliath was perched, as content as a chicken could be on Annes shoulder. She scooped some feed into the palm of her hand and offered it to Goliath, he took it gratefully. Then she gently swiped him off and started scattering the food all over. After a couple minutes she just dumped the bucket on the ground and watched with glee as al the chickens scrambled to be the king of the mountain.
Next were the pigs. Out of all her chores she had to do, feeding the pigs were her least favorite. The reason being that she had to go al the way back to the house and get the slop bucket, come back out side, go into the mud infested pen and try to dump out the contents of the bucket while at the same time trying to keep from tripping headlong into the mud. So after she shut the coop door she ran to the house and knocked on the door. Her mother stuck the slop bucket out and Anne grabbed it quickly. She then ran back to the pigpen. She stealthily opened the gate so as not to wake the lazy pigs. She tiptoed (as best as one can do in mud) and quietly let the stuff slide out. She pinched her nose in indignation. Suddenly she heard a loud grunt and whirled around. All the pigs were lined up as if ready for battle. Anne screamed, the pigs screamed and in no time at all Anne was flying out of the pen and towards the house.
When she reached the porch she stomped on the boots to get the caked mud off and shook off her coat. She quickly jumped inside. Anne glanced at the clock, 7:15 a.m. Not bad, she thought, still plenty of time to get ready for school! She skipped happily up the stairs and into the bedroom. She walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. She gently unfolded a light blue calico dress with little pearl buttons. She sighed and thought, my coat and boots will just ruin my new dress! but she didnt have much time to despair as Jubilee and Tatiana walked in.
Help me dress Anne! Tatiana demanded. Anne rolled her eyes and helped Tatiana put on her green calico dress. Anne then pulled down Tatianas coat and helped her into it. She then laced up her black boots, and do my hair! Annes eyes blazed with anger, but she agreed. She separated Tatianas hair into two parts and French braided them. Then for a finishing touch she tied two small green ribbons around the bottom. Tatiana gave her a rewarding smile and bounded down the stairs. Anne was about to put her own dress on but was interrupted by Jubilee. Anne will you do my hair? Anne spun around and smiled sweetly; too sweetly. Of course Jubilee dear, whatever you say. Jubilee knew what was coming. During her styling Anne pulled, poked and squewered pore Jubilee. But, in the end Jubilee had a stunning bun. Anne let out an angry sigh and finally managed to slip on her dress. To late to do my hair now. She thought, but she tried to tame the wild hairs that had escaped. She then pulled on her coat, laced up her boots and ran downstairs.
John will be taking you to school today girls. Annes mother said. Jubilee and Tatiana cheered but Anne groaned. She hated when John took then to school. He would always tell them a story about a little boy named Hannibal McNeal Patoonski, who lived in the forest with his sword and had wonderful adventures. It was all very boring to Anne and stupid.
Finally John drove the buggy around to the front of the house. The girls all filled in and John made the horses go to a trot. Anne was glad the rain had stopped as they traveled through the forest. Sure enough, John started telling the two younger ones a story. Anne hardly paid any attention though, she was absorbed in the vibrant colors of winter all the different shades of brown and dark green. She breathed in the scent of freshly cut pines and the smell rain made. She noticed that the story was over and she straightened up as thy entered the town. The wagon made wheel marks in the road and splashed up muddy water. Miss Greenfield waved from the general store window as they passed. Tatiana waved back excitedly at the kind woman. There were hardly any people out today due to the rain and the whole ride was rather quiet.
Finally they reached the schoolhouse; a small cozy building made of red bricks with an enormous potbelly stove inside. John stopped the wagon and helped the girls down. Once they were all out Anne took each girl by the hand and led them up the steps to the school
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