100 Days Project

Marie: And yet another story!

It seems to be a trait of the elderly to tell stories and often repeat the same stories. As our family has a major Reunion in February 2015 I will tell a family story each day and NOT repeat it for 100 days. I will use christian names from our earlier generations as pseudonyms.

At haymaking time once the stack was raised us kids would be told to "go tramp the stack".  This meant trailing across the paddocks, jumping the drains, then climbing up onto the haystack and us bigger kids (but all 10 and under) would go round and round to squash down the hay.  A few things would and could go wrong, such as our body weights hardly making any difference, so was this just a way of occupying us in the summer evenings?  Also we would fall over each other and fall off the stack, sometimes hurting ourselves.  One memorable year my sister's front teeth got broken as we played on the stack.  Eventually we'd be whistled  home as it was getting dark  and while the others jumped down and ran home,  I was left too scared to run as I believed the  bull would get me!  In the end, I'd have to go home all by myself to much teasing and embarrassment!

Day 13:

13) Tramping the stack!