Full speed ahead, buckle up! That goes for kids, too

Full speed ahead, buckle up! That goes for kids, too

We are about a week away from finishing fall fieldwork

There aren't too many fall seasons like this! As I look back, I only remember one rain out day. We are about seven work days from completion. With continued clear forecast, it won't seem like too long. With assistance from seasonal guys, manure spreading and tillage are moving along just about as well as harvest. It may even be slowing us down by having to move equipment, but again with the forecast, it doesn't really matter.

We are about a week away from finishing fall fieldwork (Thinkstock/OzgurCoskun)

Kids in the cab
This week, I'm going into rebuttal mode. Maybe it was the long hours, but a couple weeks ago, I picked up one of the farm papers to relax for a few minutes. While skimming through it I read an article about kids and farming. The basic premise I perceived was this: The only reason kids ride in farm equipment is to garner interest in farming. They don't belong there. Get them a toy instead.

As I was wanting to relax, that didn't sit well. The article cited an organization I was not familiar with. Here is my take on it. Our kids can grow up and do whatever they want. We tell them that. They don't have to farm. It seems to me that kids want to 'ride' because that is where dad or grandpa is. In the midst of 80-plus hour weeks, we tend to not see much of the kids and vice versa. So really, riding has little to do with cultivating interest in the profession.

OK, let's hit the safety concern. The article mentioned that cabs give a false sense of security. I tend to disagree, but I understand companies call it a 'training seat' not a 'buddy seat' or 'passenger seat.' So while the kids are buckled in, if you ask, we are training them. Not for farming, we are training them for life. Problem solving, mechanics, systems, logic, biology, nature, common sense, and more.

Related: The three types of people in my combine cab every harvest

What can't you train them for? Who knows? Grandpa had granddaughter Ivy (7) practicing ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, by using the display on the grain cart scale. Apparently, last week, he also taught Onya (3) how to handle monsters.... well at least that's her version of the afternoon! (There is no shortage of creativity in that child!)

I apologize for the little rant today, but honestly it's a shame how disconnected society is from their food supply. We welcome riders every time we are asked.

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