A few weeks ago, we had contractors out to put in a brick chimney for our wood stove. Well....most of the workers are kids( probably 18 to 20 yrs old) and city kids at that. Well...I had let the chickens out to do thier daily roaming...and warned them to not step on any of them as they mingled around, watching every move the "newbies" made. Well.....lunch time came for the workers...and as they sat in the yard, unwrapping thier lunches...the hens hear the plastic and come running. These kids FROZE! I came outside at just the right time...and there they were...all just sitting there, stareing each other down. Those kids looked terrified, they wouldnt move. One finally asked...."are they going to attack?" I was ROFL!!! I told them the hens just wanted to share thier lunch, and preoceeded to shoo them away. One of the kids had grapes...I told him, he might want to stand up and eat those, as they love grapes. Just about that time, Polly, my oldest hen, jumped right up, and took the grape from that kids hand. He fell over backwards...yelling profanities! LOL I laughed so hard...as I tried to shoo the hens. The other boys were laughing at him as well. After a few minutes....the boys were more comfortable, and was feeding the hens the grapes.....throwing them at each other, makeing the hens " attack"! LOL It was a great lunch, one I am sure those city boys will never forget!