School Yard Tales: The Hen Who Liked to Swing

Tree Land School is a cool place. They have a goat mascot, a rooster who is the ruler of the school yard, and a flock of chickens.

Every rooster likes to have a bunch of hens to strut around for. Mr. Roo, whose last name was Ster, crowed every morning.

Tree Land students loved it when the chickens came to live there. The chicks were tiny and several different colors. That made sense, since the school had people of several different colors.

The Man with the White Hair fixed them a fine fenced in chicken yard. Sometimes they were in a “chicken tractor” which was a smaller fenced in area which could be moved around once in a while.  That way the chickens got fresh seeds and bugs and the yard got fertilized gently. A win-win.

The kids liked the idea of raising chickens in a green way. They had just learned about sustainable living and organic food. So this was a chance to be a part of it all.

At recess the chickens became more active when they saw the children playing. One especially smart girl took a liking to a little white hen. She would go over and pick it up, talking to it gently.

One day this young lady wanted to sit down while she was holding the little white hen. So she walked over to a swing and sat down in a swing. At first she sat very still. The hen nestled into her lap as usual.

The next day or so at recess the gal did the same thing but then started gently swaying back and forth. The hen stayed in its usual place.

Several days later the children began to notice that the little white hen seemed to be having fun at recess. Every day she’d eagerly come up to her human friend and snuggle up into her arms as they would swing.

The kids thought that was cool–a hen that liked to swing!

But one day that smart girl was absent. At recess everyone started playing. Suddenly Miss Landers, the teacher, noticed the little white hen came over by the gate as usual. She just stood there looking forlorn.

So what could the teacher do but go over and pick the hen up. She slowly walked over to the usual swing and sat down. At first Miss Landers sat still. But the hen wanted more. She wiggled around a bit like she was restless.

Then the teacher started barely swinging and the hen settled down.

Yup, it was true. The funny hen really liked to swing!

Tree Land School was a lucky place. It had a Chocolate Porch, a silly Miss Popcorn Goat, a Rooster named Mr. Roo who ruled the school, and now it had its own little white hen who loved to swing.  Wow.

But the best part of Tree Land  was the great students who played outside to amuse the animals who lived there.

Copyright by Hildra Tague. Obtain permission for uses online or in print.

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Career educator in both public and private schools. Has tutored all ages. Writes about education, parenting, & seniors. Sings harmony with folk/rock group and a choir. Caregiver for spouse who dealt with Stage IV cancer. Happy person committed to nature and conservation of a green world.
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