A little bit country…
I consider myself a little bit country. Sure I now live in the “big city,” but once upon a time I lived in a very small town.
You know you’re a little bit country when….
- a quarter of your classmate were driven to school in a horse-and-buggy
- you know what a horse a buggy is…
- you went to school with the same 30 kids all the way from kindergarten to grade 8
- you couldn’t leave the windows open in your classrooms in May & June because the smell of manure would blow in from the fields {this was the case at both my elementary school & high school}
- you pretty much sneeze and the whole town knows about it
- you’ve partied in a bush… not even the cops could find you
- all your high school friends married each other and still live in town
- you would never miss your hometown’s festival
