There are all kinds of cooperatives.
We hear the word but I think unless we have been a part of one
the real meaning behind it
could be a little fuzzy.
Basically it’s when a group of people pool their resources
to solve a problem or pursue a belief
with shared risk and reward.
So for The Happy Chicken Farm
my problem I guess and I’m hoping it’s yours too,
is mass farming of poultry- birds raised in crowded inhumane conditions.
This type of poultry farming is called factory farming.
Factory farming doesn’t make us very happy here
and we like to be happy
I live my life by the motto
if you aren’t part of the solution then you are part of the problem.
So I thought
what could I do about factory farming?
I am just one person.
It’s hard to make a difference when you are just one person.
Enter a cooperative or as I prefer to type a co-op.
Each co-op is comprised of 15 families
who invest equally into the farm.
They share in the risk-
such as predators,
or road crossing
(why chickens? why?!)
or whatever chicken problems you can have
(hint- not many).
But we also share in the reward.
Bountiful eggs, your very own chicken (without having to clean up the mess!)
also the tangible experience of knowing
where your food comes from and who provides it!
It’s such an important connection to me
and one I especially enjoy sharing with children.
When kids see the chickens
feel the feathers,
collect the eggs
there is a connection to the food
that we seem to have lost these days.
We put all our food into plastic containers
and buy them from a store.
We never think about where it comes from.
But shouldn’t we?
We have lost our connection
to the land,
the the farmer,
to the animal
and we take it for granted.
But right now
because of three co-ops
(thats 45 families!)
here at The Happy Chicken Farm
we have 74 chickens
won’t have to inhale their own feces
and possibly become a cannibals due to the stress of overcrowding.
The only worries a happy chicken has
is when the farm assistant (Ryan)
is going to have their new swings ready
and when frozen blueberries are coming again.
They have 99 problems
but a grub ain’t one.
There isn’t money in making happy chickens.
The money from co-ops goes to feed,
and of course, the chickens favorite,
The reason I do what I do
I wanna do my part.
It’s a small way I found that I can make a difference
in a problem I see in the world.
74 freaking chickens.
What did I get myself into?!