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October 19, 2001 - Farmer's Moon
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Some of our best writers seem to be "country folk", and stories like
this one make me wonder what other really special traditions I missed out on by growing up "in town". heehee
Farmer's Moon
by Travis Beck
We've all heard about the different moons. We have the four phases of the moon. We have Blue Moon, Moon River, The Silvery Moon, the Harvest Moon, and many more. The moon that I want to tell you about is a Farmer's Moon.
When I was a child, I enjoyed spending time at my grandparents in the country. My grandfather, who I will refer to as "Poppa", was a farmer and worked very hard, from daylight to dark as the saying goes. It was my habit to follow him around while he worked. Sometimes I would wonder off to do my own thing. Usually it was to get into some type of mischief, as most young boys will do.
One night after we had eaten supper (that's dinner to you city folk), we had sat in the living room listening to the radio. My grandparents always liked to listen to the country music station out of Nashville, TN. Since it had been a long day for Poppa, he decided to go to bed a little earlier than usual. Mama and I stayed up later. Mama would usually sit and sew while she listened to the radio. I would read my "comic books" that I always brought from home.
Mama finally said it was time for bed. I went to the kitchen to get
me a drink of water before going to bed. Instead of going to my
bedroom through the living room, I went through Mama and Poppa's bedroom. Low and behold, I had my first experience of seeing a "farmer's moon". I realized that Poppa was sleeping with only a shirt on, and the bed sheet had slipped off his backside to reveal a very bright "farmer's moon".
As I have said earlier, I was a little mischievous in my behavior. I
thought I would have a little fun with Poppa. I went back to the
kitchen, got a dishtowel and returned to the bedroom. Taking careful aim, I flipped the farmer's moon. Now, I didn't really flip the towel very hard, so I thought. Apparently it was much harder than I had intended. I got a momentary glimpse of a red spot appearing on the farmer's moon. Then, as the saying goes, All H - - l Broke Loose.
Poppa moved faster than I ever thought he could. As he jumped out of bed, I realized that the shirt he was wearing was a little short in nature. It revealed everything from his hips down. He let out a yell that was probably heard in the next county. And me? Well, I ran. I thought it was the best thing to expedite my survival.
The picture I want you to see is a young boy running for his life,
being chased by his half naked grandfather with his shirttail, shall
we say, flapping in the breeze. We made about three circles through all the rooms in the house before my grandmother was able to get a towel around Poppa's lower extremities. At this point, I thought I was safe from the wrath of the all mighty grandfather. Why are children so naive?
After we all had gotten to bed, I felt good because I had had a
little fun with Poppa and he had not been able to catch me. I finally went to sleep, probably dreaming about the next day's activities. Then, the great flood occurred. I felt as if I was being washed overboard, out of my bed. After sputtering and spitting water, I saw HIM.
Poppa was standing at the side of the bed with a huge grin on his
face. In his hands was a gallon-sized bucket. You see, he had gotten his revenge. He had thrown a gallon of water on me as I lay sleeping in my bed. You might say that we were building memories together.
From this event in my childhood, I hope you have gotten a message from it. If you ever see a farmer's moon, even a quarter moon, beware. There may be a storm brewing.
Copyright © Travis Beck 2001
tnjabeck@earthlink.net
I am retired and enjoy the writing that I have done since retirement started. Several of my stories and poems have been published here in 2theheart. I am currently publishing a bi-weekly e-letter titled My Reading Corner. Email me to join! Read more of Travis' writing in the archives:
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Letter Box:
Susan,
Maria's story of the squirrel in her neighbor's house was a real
corker! Reminded me of the time my girls had a sleepover and, about 6 a.m., 4 hysterical little girls came flying into my bedroom and landed on top of me. They were sleeping on the living room floor in sleeping bags and had left a bag of chips on the floor beside them. A hungry squirrel saw that bag of chips and ate a hole in the sliding-door screen to get at them. The girls had awakened to a squirrel very calmly sitting atop one of the sleeping bags and munching on the chips!! Keep those funny stories coming--we all need something to laugh about in these uncertain times.
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Maria,
I have loved your work, but this one is a doozy! I laguhed so hard I got in trouble with my boss at work! Keep them coming!
~Geena
Maria,
Oh my, I have house-sitted a few times and your story sounded like my worst nightmare of everything that could possbily go wrong! However, you handled everything with grace and humor and I would have you house sit for me anytime! Loved your story!!!!!
~Joan
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