I had been to some kind of family farm with my preschool. I don\t remember much of the day. We saw some eggs and felt how warm they were. I couldn’t believe they’d come from a chicken. But this all blurb and makes my first clear memory all the more powerful, a strong indication of the stubborn character this four year old brat would grow into!.
We’d all been given a badge on the way home, a generous little gift all colourful plus with the name of the farm on it. I was given a pig which, for some reason really upset me. As soon as we got off the bus ran up to the leader and demanded something a little less offensive. I wish my first memory was me giving a daisy chain to a loved one but unfortunately this dramatic episode it is.
I think I got a horse in the end, but I am not sure. Sadly, despite my scene, the badge is now lost.