The Tom Boy
The Child was a born Tom Boy…maybe more-so because her Dad had wanted a son and didn’t get one. So she tried her darndest to be as boyish as she could…overalls and hightops, a pen knife for her birthday and a small ax for Christmas. No kidding a small ax and Dad taught her how to use it…properly. By the time she was nine she could chop a 12 inch diameter oak log (24+ inches long) with the best of them (using a normal sized ax, with an occasional assist from a wedge and maul).
So hip hip hoorah to all the Tom Boys out there …young, old and in-between!
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