Jokes and Giggles Part Three
Copyright© 2021 by Jack Spratt
Chapter 33
Jessie the chicken plucker
What a wonderful story ---- I never knew ... A DREAMER AND HIS DREAM Let me tell you, Jesse hated this job. And you would too,
Imagine, if you had to do it. Jesse was a chicken plucker. That’s right.
He stood on a line in a chicken factory and spent his days Pulling the feathers off dead chickens so the rest of us Wouldn’t have to. It wasn’t much of a job. But at the time, Jesse didn’t think he was much of a person. His father was a brute of a man. His dad was actually thought to be mentally ill And treated Jesse rough all of his life.
Jesse’s older brother wasn’t much better. He was always picking on Jesse and beating him up. Yes, Jesse grew up in a very rough home in West Virginia. Life was anything but easy. And he thought life didn’t hold much hope for him. That’s why he was standing in this chicken line, Doing a job that darn few people wanted.
In addition to all the rough treatment at home, it seems That Jesse was always sick. Sometimes it was real physical illness, but way too often it was all in his head. He was a small child, skinny and meek. That sure didn’t help the situation any.
When he started to school, he was the object of every Bully on the playground. He was a hypochondriac of the first order. For Jesse, tomorrow was not always something He Looked forward to.
But, he had dreams. He wanted to be a ventriloquist. He found books on ventriloquism. He practiced with Sock puppets and saved his hard earned dollars until He could get a real ventriloquist dummy.
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