BlazingFireBug

My High School was in rural Maryland this is before I moved to West Virgina for good. You couldn’t take classes there without seeing animals getting slaughtered. Even then, I liked animals more than I liked most people. So, I became a vegetarian. Our one agriculture teacher thought the whole idea of not eating meat was absurd. He was the same man who made us raise chickens from birth, then kill and eat them. I know this is part of life for many people, and I’m not condemning anyone who eats meat. I even eat fish and chicken now just no red meat. But this teacher seemed particularly annoyed by anyone who didn’t eat meat. One day, he was about to kill a turkey in front of the class and called me up to hold it while he brought the hatchet down. I had never done this before, never heard the story of the headless turkey that runs. I held its feet, and when he cut the head, the turkey didn’t run but its wings beat wildly, and blood splattered over my body. Some sprayed on