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the chronicles of John the prairie boy

Way before your grandparents were born , there lived a little boy with blonde curly locks called John , and he lived with his parents , Jane and Joseph ( They were both blonde too , except John had curlier hair )

They were simple folks who lived on whatever Nature had provided for them. In other words , they were farmers. Back in those days , you could move your little log house wherever it may please you and you wouldn't have pay a single cent. No taxes even.

Those were the good old days.

This little family lived in Wisconsin , in a cosy log house by banks of the Mississipi river. Sometimes it flooded during the rainy season , but they all would move out from their humble abode into their canvas covered wagon into higher land and would stay there until the swollen river subsided , only find out that their precious little wooden house has disintegrated into wood shavings. "Next time , i shall use stronger timber. No more branches for walls" , Joseph would always say. How many times they have build a new house , i do not know.

John was a beautiful boy , always truthful and obedient like a little dog. His parents adored him , and would often sing his praises to their relatives whenever they visited , which wasn't very often for back in those days they had no highways and horses were painfully slow. Which is why our ancestors had alot of children , because they had no reliable forms of transportation and the only pleasurable pastime that they had was , in the words of the bible , "lying on each other".

So Joseph lay with Jane one cold night , but little did they know young John was looking at them , for they all shared a bed. "Mother , father ? What are you doing ?" John asked , horrified to see his father apparently trying to crush his mother by sitting on top of her , and his mother moaning in great pain. Joseph smiled at John and said "Fear not , son. We are just exercising. Go and sleep now , child" Little John was fascinated "Father , may i please watch ?" Joseph looked at Jane , and Jane smiled consentingly "All right , John. You may watch and learn , but be quiet will you darling ?"

Joseph lay with Jane again , and John watched. He wondered if he could do the same , and his eyes wandered to Brownie , their stout barn horse hoofing around in his shed.

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To be continued !