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 Why, thats my question. People these days can be so evil and prejudice its not cool. People should to be able to marry who they want Gay or not! I mean how would you like it if someone said you couldn’t mary the person you love. I know I wouldn’t like that would you?

It might make religious upset or angry but they aren’t the boss. No offense to religion but if their are gay/lesbian people who are religious they can just start their own church. I as you have probably realized am not religious so I don’t understand why churches think they rule the world. Another thing I was thinking about is most of the religious  kids in our class are against gay marriage. So one thing to think about is, is gay marriage being taught in school or in church? 

And gay marriage would help orphanages too. Sense gay people cant have babies then they need to adopt. A lot of people say “oh the kids will feel weird and get made fun of” Well I would rather have two loving gay parents than live in an orphanage. And the kids might thing there is something wrong with them if their parents aren’t allowed to marry. Ya at first kids might get maid fun of but if more gays married it would become more normal, don’t you think? 

My mom said if gay marriage passes “it could be paving the way for the future.” I believe her I mean if we pass it then more states might pass it and America would  become stronger and more united. I’ve also heard people say “What if they could get married with the same benefits just call it something different” well that still isn’t fair why can’t they call it marriage. If we pass this law gay people might be more put down and unaccepted. Maine might become more mean to gay people and Maine is usually know for being fairly kind. That could all change.

My Life's Story

I was born on February 21, 1997 and my parents named me Kelby Laurel Leary. My parents brought me home just like any other baby but 12 days later i was diagnosed with R.S.V . It was so bad many people didn’t think would live. When I was I don’t know 2 my sister and I were playing in my crib and I fell off the back and fractured my scull.

 

A few years later when I was maybe 5 or 6 my older sister paige I think she was 7 or 8 was diagnosed with W.P.W. (Wolf,Parkinson,White is a heart disease)About a year later she had an ablation. Ever since she has been very active and is completely fine. A few years of school later. When I was in second grade I got my first ever batch of Rhode Island Red chickens. Cant really recall what month but I do know I got 16 hens and I only have 1 left from that batch. (but I have plenty more chickens)

 

3 Years later in fifth grade my now 2 year old cuzin was born in june she was named Kaylene May Glidden. And within that year I also learned I was severely allergic to Tree Nuts. Last year I was hit/struck/run over I don’t know by a boy and I fell chin first on the ice and I had to get 9 stitches directly Below my chin I still have the scar. Just this summer the summer of 2009 my brand new cuzin was born and named Addalyn Glidden. That summer I also decided I am going to save up my money and buy my very own dog.

Thanks Giving At The Gliddens

Thanks Giving at the Gliddens is an event that is totally crazy and fun. It is super crowded at my grams cause we have a huge family. And my grandmothers house isn’t always big. Their is always new family members and some times people I didn’t even know I was related to.

Preparation for Thanks Giving starts a day and sometimes two days before  Thanks Giving. My cuzins Ben and John Balentine come over to help. The night before we peel the vegetables the whole family, well the ones who live in Palermo anyway. We all pitch in to help with Thanks Giving.

The day of Thanks Giving is really fun. We always catch up with family who live far away. After we eat we do crafts with my aunt. After we hang around and pack up. 

The day after Thanks Giving we pick up and for lunch we have leftovers. And my Ben and John try to teach me to play football, it doesn’t all ways work out. Last Thanks Giving I taught all my guy cuzins how to knit, it was like a knitting club.

Thanks Giving at the Glidden house is like a huge party. You can’t barely 

walk around the house. I love it cause I know not every kid has a big family that they see every year, thats what I’m always thankful for. Having a great loving family.

I always look forward to Thanksgiving because I always have fun. I have so many memories of Thanksgiving at my grams. But this might be the last year that we have Thanksgiving at grams. One of the best memories I have was about three years ago. It was time to get the dessert out we usually have about 14 pies, gram made pumpkin pie and hers is always the best. She grabbed it and their where little mouse prints on the pie. What I’m saying is a mouse ran across the pumpkin pie. My gram was so mad that she was laughing.

My Chicken Coop.....And Other Parts

My chicken coop, well its been used for many different things; an ice shack, chicken coop, storage house, then back to a rotted chicken coop. First you will walk up my lawn and turn right, when you first see my hen house it looks like a red rotted away shack, with chicken wire, mud, and a solid metal water trough. It isn’t it is a great hen house. Actually it’s okay, it’s not like its going to win a beauty prize.

 

When you first see my hen house you will notice the moss covered roof. I did not paint my chicken house my grandpa did. The outside walls are particle board, the first wall you see is painted red, all the windows except one are outlined with white paint, this wall also has a hole. This hole was made by chickens pecking at the wall, but it looks rotted. The wall with the door is also painted red, this wall has no windows. The other two walls are painted Christmas green, the back wall has the biggest window but it isn’t outlined with white paint.  

 

Before I forget I will tell you about the pen. The pen is like a chicken wire box. Their are four foot tall green metal posts stuck in the ground they hold the wire up, so it doesn't cave in. The pen is about six feet long and six feet wide. The top is covered with chicken wire due to hawks killing my hens. The inside of the pen has two rocks that form a six inch cliff to the lower part of the pen. In the lower part of the pen in the right hand corner is my solid metal water trough. My uncle Rodney made this trough for me when I first got chickens. Now what you’re probably wondering is how do the chickens get into the pen? Their is a two by two and a half ramp. The ramp connects to the hen house and then the end of it is in the mud. The chickens like to dust under it in the shade during the summer.

 

I will now bring you into my chicken coop. First I will open my plywood door with the little metal handle. What you will see is egg boxes, a roost and a little one by one square hole into the pen. The egg boxes are five feet long two and a half feet high and about a foot wide. Their are two levels in the egg boxes. A top row and a bottom row. Their are five egg boxes in a row. Their is a little roost that spreads in front of the top row. This makes it easer for the hens to get out. Although my stupid rooster thinks he’s a hen and sleeps with only his head in an egg box and his big butt sticking out. (he is very fat, probably about fifteen pounds). Each egg box has a two inch layer of wood shavings, so the eggs don’t break when they are laid, or if their are little newborn chicks. 

 

Then you will come to the roost. The roost is setting on two cinder blocks. The roost is just an old oak branch. I moved my hen roost and egg boxes around so behind the egg boxes is what I call “my chicken art” which is poop on the wall. It looks like paint.

 

The inside walls, don’t worry I’m almost done. The inside walls are thin sheets of wood. Me and my dad installed them our selves. They are not insulated but the roof of the hen house is. The roof, well the roof is rotted and its covered or painted with soft green moss.  I will bring you outside to show you one of the most used places of my hen house. Under the chicken coop. Under the chicken coop is dirt. The chickens will sit in this small dirt pit for hours and dust. (If you don’t know what I mean by dusting it’s covering their bodies with dirt to cool them off and rid themselves of mites.)

 

I shall now bring you away from my faithful chicken coop and bring you to the cellar. Now you are probably thinking the cellar why the cellar? Well, I have my chick pen in the cellar. It’s really a bunny cadge but I use it for chicks and broody hens. One of the left hand corners is cracked and broken. I got a deal on this cage due to that crack, so I like it. The cage isn’t super big but broody hens and chicks like to be kept together so they feel safe and secure. Another pen I have is the out door chick and broody pen. I will bring you back out side to see this pen. Me and my dad made this from scratch. It is a three by three pen, and it is three feet high not counting the tarp bubble roof. I lock it with a small balk bungee cord. The pen is small enough so I can move it around so they can have fresh grass. This factor helps if you have a mother he that wants to get out after two months of being inside. Well, thats my chicken coop and pens thanks for reading!