Our little chickens have been through quite a lot this year. Surviving a night without their heat lamp on, one ‘prematurely hatched’ by a curious toddler and all the manhandling that comes about from growing up with 80 kids around you! Last time you heard about them, they looked like this.
We each took joy in watching them ‘peep’ and finally hatch. Interestingly, each chick I saw erupted into the world in their own way. Gently tapping their way out, quick exits and entries, slow and deliberate movements and the one I missed but loved hearing the story recounted about – the one who cracked their egg completely around the middle and pushed both sides out like a superhero escaping an avalanche!
I did however catch this little one confusedly making it’s way out, spine first.
Last year we had 8 yellow chicks and 2 black ones. This year we have 6 black chicks and 3 yellow (although if you count our premature hatchling, that could have made 4)
AS the chicks have gotten bigger and braver, so have the kids. The more they handle them, the more they learn to accept the skittish movements or flutters of wings whilst balancing.
Some of the chicks have gained a bit of wing strength and can hop/fly as they travel along our bodies!
Some of us have even been gifted with the chicken making to the top of our heads! But most of us are just happy to get up close and say hello!
I’d really love to keep a couple at school for a bit longer, as the kids really enjoyed the visit from last years chickens.