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I think I ate pig crap.

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Harcourt Brace & Co.
1993

I landed on a sow, grabbed, slipped, and was driven into the mud and pig crap by a hoof in the middle of my back. Out of the corner of one eye I saw the same thing happen to Harris – though he fought well on the way down, stabbing right and left – and then all was lost.

What actually happened is now blurred in confusion. I was up, Harris was up, I was down, Harris was down, we were pushed, pummeled, tossed and rooted, pounded into the muck, rolled into balls, and tossed like garbage back out of the pen.

“I’m blind! I can’t see!” I screamed. I had pig crap under my eyelids. “Where are you? Harris!”

Something grabbed my hand and jerked, and I pulled back, thinking one of the sows still had me.

“It’s me,” Harris yelled in my ear. “Come on – we’ve got to get to the river.” And he was laughing. “You look like giant pig turd. Come on, let’s get in the river.”

A small river – little more than a creek, really – flowed along beside the farm in lazy S’s that made shallow pools. Harris took my hand and dragged me through the pasture fence, across rough ground that kept tripping me, and into three feet of cold water.

I went down like a whale, sloshing back and forth, my mouth and eyes open – I had the muck inside my mouth as well – and didn’t come up until all I tasted was water.

Harris was on the bank, dripping wet, rolling and slamming the ground with his fists, laughing so hard I thought he would choke.

“It wasn’t funny.” I said. “I think I ate pig crap.”

“Minnie…” He choked back, trying to talk.

“Minnie?”

“Minnie….almost died when you landed on her…” He was off again, gasping and wheezing, and when I thought of the sow I landed on – apparently Minnie – and remembered her little pig eyes looking up at me as I came down, I started smiling, then giggling, and pretty soon both of us were rolling on the side of the river and we didn’t stop laughing…

Extract from the book Harris and Me
By Gary Paulsen
All Rights Reserved.
Harcourt Brace & Co., c1993
Call Number: Y PAU

Extract contributed by Phua Ree Kee

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When was the last time you enjoyed life and had a totally adventurous time?

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2 Responses to “I think I ate pig crap.”

  1. Sahanna Muruganantham(P6-Gentleness) Says:

    When i was happy it was when my birthday 3 years ago .It was fun with my neighbours and family friends .Even when getting along with friends in school.Chatting along with my friends in school.But i am sad also when this is my last year in my primary school.

  2. shermaine lim Says:

    When I was five years old,during the christmas eve day ,all my cousins came to my house to celebrate christmas.I did not had tution that day I was so happy but i had to do a little bit of assesment. When it was evening,we exchange gifts.I was about to open one present from my cousins,when suddenly my auntie told not to open until past midnight.i ask her why and she told the reason than i understand.We took many picture infront of the christmas tree to remember we took the picture during christmas eve.

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