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Before I
Could Move

By Kellie · Life stories ·

Illustrated memory: a tractor, green hay baler and open hay rack in that order, with children atop the load and Nama at its front.
An illustrated memory of bringing the hay home. Details are imagined, rather than an exact reconstruction.

We were bringing the hay home to put it in the barn. I was sitting up on the hay load with my brothers and sister, and my stepdad was driving the tractor.

Then I saw him turn around. He was yelling, waving his arms frantically, and trying to tell me something.

I could barely hear a damn thing over the machinery.

Move. He wanted me to move to the other side.

Before I could, the bales beneath me started falling.

An opening from my life story.

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