Free the Chickens

hannah miller
Feb 24, 2017 · 1 min read
  • On our travels , we have met many free chickens. I seldom meet free chickens here on Vancouver Island. No , so sad ! I see the chicken prisons , large windowless structures from the road.
  • I saw free chickens clucking and scratching in the dirt in Mexico , Dominican Republic, El Salvador, and Guatemala. They did not seem to belong to anyone as their babies followed them around along ditches in roadways and fields littered with…

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Story telling was a part of my history. I grew up on an Island in the Atlantic where oral stories were told for entertainment.

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