Do you ever encounter people that don't know where eggs come from?

[Royd]

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But they may be able to spell ignorance!
Threads similar ro this appear every so often. Why would you expect people with no interest in chickens to know anything about chickens?

Kooshie used ignorants (people who suffer from ignorance) as a noun, not an adjective, so they are correct. If someone has no interest in chickens, than why ask stupid questions? And YES, way superior,,,,,,,lol.

It could be, that we laugh at city folk, because, in general, they put on an air of superiority, as if, living in the country, is for dolts...... You know, the old,"I went to school, got smart, and moved off the farm." mentality.

 

[SallyF]

I grew up on a farm, but did not live on one as an adult. My children were horrified to find out that one bad spot on a squash, for example, meant that you just cut the spot out and ate the rest of the squash.

They thought all vegetables looked like the ones in the grocery stores, already cleaned and everything. We immediately started planting backyard gardens! My daughter is a born vegetarian; wouldn't even eat meat as an infant, so we never had to do the chicken drill!

 

[CityChook]

Many many children now-a-days, especially city kids, are never exposed to country life. So many people have left the farm - they may not even KNOW anyone that they could visit.

If their parents don't read to them, or expose them in any way, then how would kids ever know where eggs come from? And then they grow into ignorant adults that teach ignorance to their kids. It's a sad cycle and it's been going on for years and years at this point.

I volunteer on an all day field trip every year with grade school kids to a local farm. EVERY YEAR I watch kid's faces light up in pure amazement that a carrot gets pulled from the ground. A carrot. It's sad. But if no one works to expose these kids, then how can we expect them to learn?

I consider it my duty to expose my city friends to my hens and they are always full of questions that I will answer the best I can. Yes, even the STUPID ones.

 

[PortageGirl]

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Kooshie used ignorants (people who suffer from ignorance) as a noun, not an adjective, so they are correct. If someone has no interest in chickens, than why ask stupid questions? And YES, way superior,,,,,,,lol.

It could be, that we laugh at city folk, because, in general, they put on an air of superiority, as if, living in the country, is for dolts...... You know, the old,"I went to school, got smart, and moved off the farm." mentality.

True, the attitude goes both ways, -SOME- city types, (I say types because a lot of people are moving out to the country and bringing their 'tudes with them) act superiour, but also -SOME- country types get that mildly humorous, 'just tolerate the city slicker' smile on their face when faced with the city 'tude. Neither extreme will convince the other, but there's LOTs of middle ground people too!

 

[AmCanyonStables]

I was born in the city (Los Angeles, about as city as you can get), but never felt at home there - always felt I was meant to be in the country. Made some dumb mistakes with my horses when I first got them, but did OK with the chickens (all 12 are still alive, knock knock) Have to say though, I'm sure I always knew where the eggs came from.
Here's a good one - my sister used to get fresh eggs from a co-worker - the woman raised the chickens, but would not eat the eggs - my sister swears this woman thought you should not eat them, and went and bought eggs at the store!
Anyway, I have had a lot of people ask how could I get eggs if there is no rooster, and these are horse people!

 

[BlackBart]

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[OutInTheStiks]

I grew up raising beef cattle pretty much from the time I was born. My parents gave me my first heifer when I was 6 weeks old. It would have been sooner but the first couple of calves born after me were bulls. I grew up knowing more about where the hamburgers came from than most people I knew cared to know.

But I'll be the first to admit that I knew little to nothing about chickens until three months ago. I had no idea how chickens mated, I didn't know how to tell if an egg was fertile, I didn't have a very good handle on the whole incubation process, I even asked my partner if silkies laid eggs. But I have asked questions and done quite a bit of research on here to help alleviate my ignorance and increase my chicken IQ.

That being said, I think there are two types of ignorance. There are those who know they are ignorant about a particular topic and seek to become less ignorant when the opportunity arrises and then there are those who do not know that they are ignorant and refuse to let go of their misconceptions.

I welcome the first type and feel sorry for the second.

 

[NotTheMomma]

So far I've not encountered that. I have many people that won't eat brown, blue, or green eggs though!! Many claim they will only eat white eggs. Sorry, my hens don't lay white ones.

 

[PortageGirl]

This is a bit of a hijack and I apologize in advance, but between this thread and a thread on the Meat Bird section of the forum, I got to thinking about people’s attitudes about where our food really comes from. Many or even most children these days seem to think that the ‘circle of life’ is really a straight line that STARTS in the grocery store.

Anyway, I started being around livestock as a pre-teen when we moved to the ‘country’, and I have to say that I was not horribly scarred from helping butcher chickens, pigs and ducks as a kid. As I said, I was a little older when I was first exposed, and I remember that it was real sobering, but things were dealt with in a very matter-of-fact way. I wasn’t forced to do more than haul buckets of water etc, and help wrap the meat for the freezer when the carcasses looked more like something that DID come from the store the first couple of times, but I WAS expected to help. And it wasn’t processing 50 birds in a day which would have been pretty gross, that came later! It was a few here and there at first, after which I didn’t enjoy dinner much for a week or two… then I got past it and helped out completely and enjoyed the food too… (ok, maybe a day or so of feeling icky). All kids are different though. I bet if I’d been really been totally horrified, I could have gone inside and helped in the kitchen, getting lunch and drinks for people, that’s valuable too after all and we aren’t all the same.

On a humorous but related note, a friend pointed me to this post on this blog which I copied/pasted for you, or you can click on the title to go to the blog, but I promise it’s unedited! LOL (even for spelling which I really had a hard time not doing!)

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WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 3, 2008
"Chicken, I AM EATING CHICKEN!"
We laughed so hard at dinner tonight. We where eating chicken and Charlie asked us what Chicken was. So when we explained to him that we were eating the meat from chicken he was shocked. He kept asking all sorts of things like:

"This is from a Chicken that was alive?"

"This is from a Chicken that was walking around?"

"We are eating an animal?"

"Oh my goodness, I can't believe I am eating Chicken!"

And my favorite "Chicken, I am eating a CHICKEN!!"

POSTED BY JOHN, MEGAN, CHARLIE (7), ANNIE (5), AUDREY (2 1/2) AT 3:04 PM
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[eggsited chickens]

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