I used to not know much about chickens. There's all these cartoons, advertisements and pictures with inaccurate autonomy. I really wanted to learn important agriculture stuff, like all these skills people learn over years, for example the best time to grow a crop. So I went into agriculture class. This teacher was new, and the vibes, weren't so great, but I tried to be nice and friendly. Very rarely we'd get to go outside and see them fluffy, floofy, chickens. I got to hold one, which looked like a RIR, as someone who often looks at how things work, like 90-degree angles, I learned that chickens are perfectly designed for holding! The teacher told me to support the wings, although I liked to touch the feets. Lengthwise generally chickens are about the length from my wrist to my elbow, her head and beautiful red eye were perfectly set so I could see her beautiful face while holding her, and she was the right size for holding and supporting the wings and everything! And she didn't die or get lethargic after being held! We rarely went outside though, often when we were waiting, the teacher would tell us it was too long already, and we literally didn't learn anything that class period. One time we finally went outside and I got to hold that lovely chicken, but I had to go to a party thing for my grades, I was hoping I'd get to stay, but no, I had to go. There were tears in my eyes. It was so ridiculous, there was a speech and picture and stuff, we ate regular old doughnuts, and had to go to the next period!! Completely skipping holding the chickens! It was terrible. One of the chickens was actually really broody, I know that now. Well, I got into chookies, and their feathers are amazingly designed, them Isa Browns or Golden Comets, their moving feathers make so purdy patterns! Also, they don't have the very bestest personalities, like that extreme viciousness towards lizards, baby turtles, and sometimes, pecking the eyelid. They're so snuggly though and can make the treats in my hands, mysteriously disappear!