In Keeping With My "No Plan" Plan, I Now Present to You....

Children of the Corn: A Franch Tale

I will never forget the many summer evenings we spent tearing through the cornfields chasing each other, playing hide and seek, and just having fun. My parents were friends with a few other couples who had kids our age. We’d all get together and eat dinner outside, with things like corn on the cob, watermelon and pop, which was a big treat. The parents would settle in to their lawn chairs or around the kitchen table and talk late into the night. Us kids were all thick as thieves. We’d spent many hours together and had gotten into many shenanigans. While our parents talked, we’d chase the barn cats, ride bikes or sheep, play with gasoline and matches (that’s another story for another day), or play hide and seek in the cornfields. Playing in a cornfield is different then regular hide and seek. First off, it’s a big area to play in. Second, it adds an air of creepiness to the game. The sound of the rustling corn and the fact that you never know where someone is going to pop out…it just adds to the fun. We’d run through the field, between the rows, the thick leaves from the stalks scraping at our arms and face. Sometimes if you miscalculated, you might get smacked in the head with a ear of corn. In addition to playing hide and seek in the corn, we’d also run willy-nilly through the rows, chasing each other and laughing. One particular evening, it was dusk and we were all tearing around at 100 miles an hour. Several of us came bursting out of the cornfield to find a skunk in very close proximity to us! We all screamed and took off in different directions. Some of us ran back into the corn, and others jumped the irrigation ditch and took off down the road. Luckily, we all escaped the skunk un-sprayed. Things like this never deterred us. We thought it was wildly fun to narrowly escape danger, and got ourselves into many a tricky situation. Amazingly, no one was hurt during the making of these childhood memories!