Farm Kids Grow Up Quick

As a californian who moved to the midwest, i got stuck in snow. A kid walked by and said "well sir you sure are stuck" laughed and walked on. I yelled back "you wouldnt happen to know any tricks?" Kid comes bsck gives me the full rundown, i was out in like 5 minutes. Never underestimate a farmers child.

“Take a look around, who’s tractor is stuck and who’s tractor is not?” 😂

“fixin to be six” as a response is like 1800’s type shit

I was 8 when i started learning to drive a tractor. Never could get the hang of school. But excelled at that real world learning.

The comforts we enjoy today are because of this kind of parenting

My names Matt , I create content and own a small family Buisness. Tell a buddy about me to support

This very same sort of conversation happened when my mom needed a hole dug for a new cistern she bought. Her neighbor owned an excavation company and said he would do stop by and check it out the next day. Instead, Mom woke up at 7AM the next day to an eight year old kid digging the hole with an excavator where it had been marked off who finished up and told her it was no charge before driving it back home.

As soon as my feet could reach the gas pedal, I was mowing with my dad every week

Been there before, but I got my box truck stick in a big mount of gravel and a 12 years old boy came over and asked if we needed help, 10 minutes later he was bringing this big green tractor with chains dragging behind it. He said they were too heavy to carry and he had to hook them up instead of throwing them in the back😅 many thanks to that young man. It's another reason why I love living in the Midwest

My grandpa did the same thing with me wood blocks on the pedals and phone books in the seat I was 7 years old driving a manual transmission car up and down his 1/2 mile dirt runway. I miss that man was the best , hardest working, most intelligent and honest man I have ever met. I miss him dearly every day of my life. I thank God he instilled his values in me.

I was 5 years old in 1962. My dad figured if I could drive a tricycle I could drive a tricycle tractor. I drove from 1 field to another. He would point it in the right direction,put it in low gear and I stood behind the steering wheel to drive. My arms were too short to sit in the seat. He met me at the next field ,stepped up on the tractor and took over.

The newer generation is probably watching this and thinking... "What's a phone book??"

This is one of your best posts yet 😂

Never to early to get to work.

“If his legs would hurry up and grow” 😂 ya gotta water’em

That last line was brilliant lol

This was me. I remember being 10. It was harvest, my dad was combining. Our elderly widow neighbor and another old woman stopped to talk with my mom and me. We were feeding cattle. My mom told me to move the tractor. The other old woman was beside her self. Our neighbors said something to the effects"he's already has years of experience."

I was driving a tractor at that age. A child can definitely get the hang of steering, braking, throttle and shifting gears. Dad said pick a point across the field and drive straight towards it in order to make straight rows. We had a planter on the back where one of us would sit and drop in the seeds while someone was driving straight to plant the rows.

The Hah of bewilderment 😂😂😂

Let's go...back in the old day...the tuff little ones survived what was thrown at them and became hard working men and women that forged this country ❤