My Life With Gracie…The Trouble With Words

The Trouble With Words

Gracie was quite emphatic that we had to do something immediately. We had to help The Big Boy at the end of the street because he needed eyeglasses much more than the new bicycle he had gotten for Christmas.

As with most concerns which my chickens have kept to themselves, it often takes a good deal of questioning to get to the bottom of the real story.

She insisted we had to take up a collection or have a yard sale or a bake sale or something to raise money for The Big Boy’s eyeglasses. It was causing The Little Boy at the end of the street a great deal of stress and tears.

Chickens may not totally understand and they may often misinterpret, but you do have to appreciate their caring hearts.

“Gracie, tell me why you think The Big Boy at the end of the street needs glasses.”

“He keeps telling The Little Boy ‘You’re a chicken,’ when he is clearly not a chicken. He is a boy.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, The Big Boy will ride his new Christmas bicycle back and forth in the street and in circles around The Little Boy and say ‘Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!’”

“I see. Does The Little Boy ever ride his own new Christmas bicycle back and forth in the street.”

“No.”

“Not even a little?”

“No. We’ve seen him rolling it when The Big Boy is not around.”

“I see.”

This was not going to be an easy explanation.

“Gracie, it’s like this. He was calling his little brother ‘Chicken!’ because he was afraid to ride the new bike he got for Christmas.”

Gracie looked very puzzled.

“Gracie, when people say ‘You’re a chicken,’ it is like saying, ‘You’re afraid.’”

“People think that about chickens? That we are afraid?”

“Well, not all people, but some people.”

Gracie sat down in a huff. “That is very insulting to chickens!”

“I know.”

“And they need to stop doing that!”

“I know, Sweetie.”

“Why do they do that?”

“Well, I think The Big Boy wanted The Little Boy to get up the courage to ride his new bicycle and not worry about falling off or crashing.”

“So he was trying to help him?” she said, still perplexed.

“Yes, I guess you could say it that way.”

“And he was helping him by pretending he couldn’t see well enough to tell he was a little boy and not a chicken,” she said, still doubting this whole confusing situation.

“Yes. Sort of like that.”

“I will never understand people.”

“I agree with you. Neither will I.”

We both chuckled and shook our heads.

“Gracie, I love you.”

“What’s not to love? I’m a chicken!”

“Yes, that’s it, Gracie! He was calling his little brother a chicken because he loved him. He didn’t want the even bigger boys to pick on him even more.”

“So it was a good thing?”

“Well, is being a chicken a good thing?”

“Absolutely!”

“You are so right, Gracie. And I would never call you a scaredy cat.”

The same puzzled look came over her face again, but she quickly decided to leave her “scaredy cat” questions for another day.

My Life With Gracie taught me the importance of saying what you mean and meaning what you say.

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The Trouble With Words

My Life With Gracie…Peace And Joy

Peace And Joy

Well, Christmas Day will soon be here! Gracie and the other girls are eagerly awaiting their feast of steamed sweet potato pieces topped with roasted pumpkin seeds. It will definitely be a wonderful day! You can be sure my jeans and shoes will be used as their holiday napkin too!

We are so thankful for all of you who have been following along with our adventures and bits of “chicken wisdom.” In just a few months we have grown to more regular readers than I had ever imagined possible.

But it’s not about collecting numbers. More than anything, we want to help bring peace and joy into your heart. With everything we share here, that is our goal.

For my chickens, they just go about their daily routine doing what chickens do. For me, I just draw illustrations and write words to go with them. There’s nothing special in those things.

If anything here touches your heart, that’s not my chickens or me. That’s something far greater. That’s Light and Life and Love. That’s the source of Peace and Joy.

My Life With Gracie wishes you Peace and Joy…and Light and Life and Love…and a Merry Christmas too!

Gracie, Bessie, Blanche, Pearl, Amelia, Emily, and John

Peace And Joy

My Life With Gracie…About “Winging It”

About "Winging It"

With the stage backdrop almost completed, Gracie and I decided we needed to let Pearl know she should prepare some standup comedy material for her opening night.

She was quite thrilled, and we were thrilled for her. The only suggestion she had, and it was a very good one, was to add a spotlight. Since this was scheduled for Saturday evening, everyone would be able to see better. How could Gracie and I have overlooked such an important detail?

Then I suggested we all put our heads together to decide on the comedy content of the show. You know, what jokes to tell…that sort of thing. Pearl just looked at us with a blank stare as if to say, “What do you mean? So I have to decide what jokes to tell ahead of time?”

It did no good to tell her it was what all the professionals do. She was determined to just “wing it” with whatever came to her mind, though she didn’t rule out using props.

Gracie seemed to accept this more easily than I did. Perhaps that’s just the way chickens do most things, by “winging it.” They have to trust their instincts.

In a way, this sort of makes sense. After all, chickens don’t use pencil and paper. Pearl would definitely have a hard time keeping her jokes organized if they were written down on index card.


So there is a great admiration in my heart for Pearl and her desire to just go wherever her talent and imagination take her. She has a rare trust in the gifts she was given to share with others.

My Life With Gracie taught me sometimes you simply have to “wing it” and believe in yourself and the gifts you’ve been given.

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About "Winging It"