Proud to Be a Farmer

Cheyenna Snyder, Staff Reporter

“Are you military, firefighter or a police officer?” No, but I’m a farmer.  

In our region, anywhere you go to buy anything, clothes, coffee, movie tickets, shoes, etc. you are asked “do you have military ID?”

I’m not unappreciative towards the military, nor do I  think they don’t deserve discounts (because they do) but what about the people who feed these men and women who fight for us? Is that job not equally as important?  

If our men and women in uniform were starving, do you think they’d defend our country very well?

More people should consider this question, but many don’t because they never had to live and work on a farm and don’t know what it takes. I believe farmers are taken for granted sometimes.

I have lived and worked on a farm for ten years and have witnessed the process of it all. A farmer’s job is never done. We don’t have summer vacations, days off, or holidays off.

When an adult goes to work they wake up at lets say 6:00am and leaves the house at 7:00am, arrive there at work around 8:00am and works to about 5:00pm depending on the job they work at.

As long as they show up to work they get paid. Most of the time they don’t have to worry that check will be lower and lower, its pretty much the same.

For farmers it’s different. Mother Nature always affects a farmer’s job, every day. Not many other jobs can say that. For an example, this summer of 2016 when it didn’t rain for weeks, and the temperatures were so high, our corn was lacking the nutrients from surface water that it needed. Since this happened a large amount of corn crops died or were not as good of quality as before which led to less feed for our cows and less milk produced since cows need grain to produce more milk.

If our cows do not produce enough milk each month our income gets lower. And since farmers only get paid once a month sometimes that money is not enough for a family of five like mine. My mom works at the hospital to help cover for extra payments so we are not struggling every month.

My daily routine on the weekends (because my father is nice enough to do the weekday mornings while I have school) is to get up at five AM and milk cows. This takes about two hours, then I feed calves, clean mangers and gutters. Around nine AM I mix feed for cows and feed them. Finally at 11 I’m back inside until five PM, and it’s the same thing over again. After school and practice I milk and then do homework.  

During the summer time it’s not vacation, it’s often a lot worse with planting, first chopping, and second chopping.

All in all it’s not an easy job by no means. All I ask is that next time you drink a glass of milk remember the farmers working hard to give you that milk each and day .