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In This Post, LK Learns How Bacon Is Made

July 17th, 2009 · 3145 Comments

The scene:

7:30 PM, LK’s room, the bottom bunk. LK has lined her stuffed animals in a row at her feet and  I’m reading Laura Ingall Wilder’s “Little House in the Big Woods.” 

Me, reading: “Ma’s big butcher knife was already sharpened and Uncle Henry brought Aunt Polly’s butcher knife.”

LK: “Wait.”

Me: “Yes?”

LK: “Wait, wait, wait wait, wha, wha, whaaat?”

Silence

LK: “Are they going to kill a pig?”

Me: “Yes.”

LK: “Wh, wh, wh, why?”

LK looks near tears.

Me: “They want the meat to eat.”

LK looks uncertain.

Me: “Did you know bacon comes from pigs?”

LK: “No.”

LK’s bottom lip begins to quiver.

Me: “Yes. So to get bacon a pig has to be killed. But you don’t have to eat bacon if you don’t want to.”

Silence.

LK: “Oh. I like bacon. START READING AGAIN NOW!”

Me: “Then Laura ran and hid her head on the bed and stopped her ears with her fingers…”

LK: “I REALLY like bacon. I like this book. They’re getting BACON.”

 

Conflicted, yet unwilling to give up bacon. She’s definitely my daughter.

Next post: LK visits a slaughter house.

Tags: At Our Table

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