Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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THE FIRST TIME I DROVE A TRACTOR 10. One day after dinner, when I was a little boy about five years old, Father pushed back his chair from the tsble, picked up the news-paper and began to read it. I went to get ny coat to go out, but before I went out I asked, Father, what are you going to do this afternoon? He looked up from the paper and said, I am going to take the tractor and pull those stones out of that meadow near the pasture. As I walked out of the house he said, Would you like to go along and help? Yes I replied. So when father came out of the barn with the tractor and wagon, I jumped on and rode to the field. Wo pulled big stones out and put them on the stone pile. The little stones we put on the wagon and drew them to the stone pile. The cows were standing near the fence. Father saw them and looked at his watch. It was past time to get the cows. Then father turned and said, Will you take the tractor home? Yes, I replied. So I got on the tractor and drove it across the field, but soon, I came to the hen house. I turned the tractor sharply around the corner. All of a sudden the tractor's steering wheel turned. I stopped the tractor. I looked and I could not believe what I saw. I had run into the hen house. I shut off the motor and ran to the house. At the house my mother was making cookies - my special kind of cookies. Mother said, Would you like a cookie? No, I replied. By that time I was getting rather shaky. Mother noticed this and said, What is the matter? OhjI ran into the hen house with the tractor, and broke the tractor, I replied. When I told Father he did not think very much of his tractor being broken. He soon had it fixed, but I did not drive it much for a long while after. Gery Stanley '57