Here in Pa it was state law that you were supposed to go to 15. Even if you started younger and got through at 14.Here it was 8th grade no matter if you were 14, 15 or 16 years old.
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Here in Pa it was state law that you were supposed to go to 15. Even if you started younger and got through at 14.Here it was 8th grade no matter if you were 14, 15 or 16 years old.
gnight LarryWell folks I'm calling it a day. I'm hoping the meds are working well enough I can sleep better tonight.
Well now, one of my sisters and I used to challenge each other with words from a dictionary after supper and the dishes were done. We had a grand time of it!Troyer, it's hard to believe 8th grade is the extent of your education.
We translated the English to dutch.But you read story books in English so the younger kids still tended to pick it up, didn't they?
Chickens are very intelligent. At least mine are. Maybe it depends what you feed them!When Ma is rocking her that is a two way street. Not sure who is supporting who. I had an emotional support chicken named Honey. A petite little girl that ate something toxic and died. That's all I can figure. The little girl I have now is her daughter. Honey Girl. I have several of her boys but only the one pullet. I sure hope to get eggs to hatch out of Hone Girl and get some of her granddaughters soon. I miss that sweet girl.
Hope so, Larry. Good night. To you and the Chicken Rocker, lol.Well folks I'm calling it a day. I'm hoping the meds are working well enough I can sleep better tonight.
Brush it off and take back your right to the bed.I was going to try and sleep in my bed tonight. Now Im not so sure. By the way Fawn was acting there might be a mouse in there and I found something in my bed that MIGHT have been a turd. Just one though. I swear I just cant win
I doubt it Troyer, Im terrified of them.Brush it off and take back your right to the bed.
The mouse, if there is one is probably more scared of you.
I've been wrong before, might as well be wrong now.I doubt it Troyer, Im terrified of them.
My first DH and I used to play that. Got very frustrating for him as he could not find words he could pronounce that I couldn't spell.Well now, one of my sisters and I used to challenge each other with words from a dictionary after supper and the dishes were done. We had a grand time of it!