when planting time arrives, usually, Friday before Easter, get your ma to take you to the dark cellar, where the sow bugs crawl around. where last winters taters are sprouting. get a tub full of taters, ma will show you how to cut these taters for sowing again.
get a sharp knife, careful not to cut yourself, cut each tater, in six pieces. each tater piece should have at least 2 eyes.should the tater piece have a dark ring inside, sling it out, ma will say it is bad, if you plant it, it will ruin the rest of the crop.
cut taters until you have a tub full, now go hitch up old joe,(the horse), take him and tub of taters to the garden that's already been worked ready for planting. old joe is hooked up to a one horse plow, now pa, being the strong man he is, can wrestle old joe and the one horse plow down each row.
get all 15 youngin's in a row, each having his or her own bucket filled with seed taters. now none of these youngin's have any shoes on, so tell them to take a step, drop a seed tater, until they reach next youngin. the plow, that's coming yonder way, will cover the seed taters.
when the weather warms up, taters will sprout, and leaves will pop out of the ground. ma will take a hoe to any weeds, as to probably take her frustrations out, after dealing with 15 youngin's.
taters should be watered with water that's been run through the cow barn, fertilizer, you know. just not to much, it could burn your taters.
harvest time, usually in October, what with school out, and deer hunting time, gather all 15 youngin's, if their not deer hunting, into the garden, if you can't locate all 15 youngin's, gather your neighbors youngin's.
hitch up old joe to the tater digger, youngin's call it a clapper, makes a clapping sound when pa pushs it down the row. tell them 15 youngin's, some yours, some not, if that be the case, some in front, on hands and knees, gather the taters, the ones in the back, push the dirt back into the row, as often as not, there will be more taters the first bunch of youngin's missed.
old joe is again hitched to a wagon and the taters are took to the cellar, where them there sow bugs are still crawling around.
this takes all day, time out for dinner, served by ma, family of 15 youngin's, should all have a ma, their nice to have around. well taters are in the cellar, for another year, and you do this year after year after year, and so on.
special thanks to poor old joe, such a good horse.