Yesterday right after lunch, I took my oldest son's project to school. They knew I was coming in a little late because of the chicks, actually they told me to come in later than everyone else to set up. Once there I helped move around other projects so that all the classes could fit on the tables. I was told that this year was the largest turn out for this fair, 2 of the 16 teachers made it a homework assignment and were giving out grades. My oldest son's class didn't do that, and only 4 children participated.
I stood behind the project to insure that the children didn't go nuts and try to hurt the chicks. There was a few finger in cage sticking, but other than that it was fine.
Half the female students were cooing over the chicks, asking who's they were. I think things went well, most of the kids loved the chickens, and half of those took time to read the poster board.
That evening when it was time for the parents to walk through, many kids could be seen dragging a parent or both through the gym to see the live chickens. These kids have never seen a live chicken before, and for many this will be the only time they ever do.
As the night went on, most of the kids came back to our display over and over again. The very young, preschool age, were content just to stand there and stare at them.
My oldest son wanted me to bring the Cornish game birds, but I thought that the frizzle chicks would make more of a statement, the adults found it interesting that the birds feathers grew in that manner and that they would stay a very small bird. Lots of questions to answer about them. Some of the mom's looked down at us, but the dad's enjoyed it, and most importantly the children did to.
Maybe we should think about doing something with the school.
Today will be a very long a tiring day, I have to put in the tomatoes.
I thought I had a post hidden away about planting and caring for tomatoes, I can't find it if I do. If you want, I will post one tomorrow, just let me know.