Between the Lines updates (international writing program)
County fairs are very
typical of small-town America, so we were taken to see one. The entrance ticket
cost 10$ for the pleasure of seeing the pavilions of rabbits, chickens, swine, sleeping
horses and little ponies, goats and cows
with cut horns. Rodeo started with competitions of kids riding sheep and swine.
They were wearing helmets and some stuck to the animals really well, but still most flew on the
ground within 10 seconds. Then cowgirls competitions proceeded. Speed, breed,
straw hats bumping on their heads covering fly-away hair and cowboy boots. Each
rider had to overcome three barrels without dropping them. For every dropped
barrel 5 seconds were added. Thirteen zero and eighty five. Twelve oh five. The
favorite of the crowd were citizens of the Washington County in spite of having
eighteen-thirty-five results and dropped barrel.
The fair is one of
the rare occasions for local farmers to get out and show what they do. We came
across a very talkative one who introduced to us the intricacies of rabbit
judging making puffy creatures stand on two paws or curl up into a ball. The
rabbits were of all sizes. Brown Australian giants, tiny New Zealand greys,
red-eyed victims of medicine and Alice-in-Wonderland heroes with gaunt muzzles
and canny look.
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