Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less
using the word turkey.
“Hey, Mom, remember the raffle I entered for a Thanksgiving Day turkey?”
“I remember that I bought a ticket for a dollar.”
“Right, and lucky me, I won the turkey! ”
“Ain’t it great?”
“Yes, but sweetie, it’s alive.”
We had neighbors that had this happen. Their kid was so excited! His mother tried to explain to him that it was meant to be for Thanksgiving day dinner and for that to happen it would have to have its head chopped off. It was quite a shock for the kid who was thinking how great it was to have a pet turkey. He didn’t get to keep it as a pet. The turkey went to a local farm. I don’t know what happened after that. It’s hard to think of a turkey that you have personally met as someone’s dinner. I hope the farm he went to was owned by vegetarians.
Patricia's Place 
I was raised on a farm so all the critters were food. Funny how your perspective is different when you are raised on a farm and not in the city.
Have a fabulous day. ☺
I am not a vegetarian but if I lived on a farm I might be. There is a disconnect of where our food comes from when the grocery store is where you get it.
Good story, Patricia. It’s not a good idea to give a child a pet that can eventually appear on the dining room table, just saying.
True, dat!
What a great story! I am sorry he couldn’t keep it as a pet. :(. We have been to a couple different places that kept turkeys along with other farm animals, for and big and little kids to feed and see. :). At one place, an apple orchard, there was a sign that if you whistle , the turkey will gobble . . .and it did!
What fun to visit an apple orchard with a resident turkey who responds to whistles.
Good story. Maybe he was Bert! Yeah, I am going with that. Hugs!
Works for me but if I remember correctly the kid called the turkey Fred.