Dumbest Things People Have Said About Your Chickens/Eggs/Meat

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I can handle almost all of it, even from my own family, but the one thing that sends me are the "green eggs and ham" jokes! I don't know why it bugs me so bad but it does. After a brazillion times I just tell them the eggs I can help them with, but if they want green ham they're on their own.
I had some fun with my twins when they were in kindergarten. I separated the whites from the yolks and added a drop or two of food coloring to the whites. I then carefully replaced the yolks and cooked them sunny side up.

I would also buy them the Koolaid that was not colored and then add a color that did not match the color. Great fun.
 
After reading some of these comments I thought I would share a story about my kid's 8Th grade English teacher.

In addition to teaching English, he has taken it on himself to do a few extracurricular activities.

He has a school garden.

He has building projects where the kids build Dog houses, chicken coops and other things they sell and the profits are split among the students.

He also raises chickens, tight there on the school yard. The chicks are hatched in the classroom incubator, then transferred to the brooder and then out into the chicken run.

The kids are responsible for cleaning the coop and run, and even learn how to process the birds, and take them home to mom in a plastic bag.

These kids will not be asking the dumb questions when they grow up.
Wow that's very cool....wonder about the location and the school....have heard stories where school kids can't even touch visiting animals, chickens included, but can only look at them outside the school building.
 
After reading some of these comments I thought I would share a story about my kid's 8Th grade English teacher.

In addition to teaching English, he has taken it on himself to do a few extracurricular activities.

He has a school garden.

He has building projects where the kids build Dog houses, chicken coops and other things they sell and the profits are split among the students.

He also raises chickens, tight there on the school yard. The chicks are hatched in the classroom incubator, then transferred to the brooder and then out into the chicken run.

The kids are responsible for cleaning the coop and run, and even learn how to process the birds, and take them home to mom in a plastic bag.

These kids will not be asking the dumb questions when they grow up.

I hope you call the school on a regular basis and sing the praises of this teacher! In the current anti-teaching enviornment (at least in the USA) we teachers need all the support and help from parents we can get!

My students get a lot of chicken education. I gave an entire lesson on shipping chickens and the structure of the egg in biology the other morning.
 
My brother gave a demonstration with his chicken at an elementary school and a fourth grader asked "which end does the egg come out?"
 
My brother gave a demonstration with his chicken at an elementary school and a fourth grader asked "which end does the egg come out?"
I think it is so important to educate everyone about chickens. I get some "dumb" questions from my high school aged students, but to be fair my chickens are the only live ones they have ever encountered.
 
I think it is so important to educate everyone about chickens.  I get some "dumb" questions from my high school aged students, but to be fair my chickens are the only live ones they have ever encountered.  

True, but still, I can't think of any animal that reproduces by throwing up it's young.
 
That puts a whole new meaning to the word "stupid".

Or, as my son would say, "Too stupid to live". This one's gotta be on life support.
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'ewwwwww you eat chickens periods!! ewwwwwwww!!!!
PLEASE tell anyone who says this to enroll in Sex Education 101. Tell them if they have taken it before they need a refresher because they obviously missed the basics.
 
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