Chapter 31, Chicken without a head
I’m sure you have heard the expression “running like a chicken without a head”. It took me a long time to connect my memories with that actual quote, so believe me, it makes a lot of sense. When it was time to take the leader of the flock to the “executioner” it was I who went with Mom to the Rabbi. This Rabbi was also the local “ shochet ” -- slaughterer. People would bring the chickens to him, they would pay him 10 Agorot per chicken and he would slaughter the poor fowl. “I’m not going next to that rooster.” I told Mom as we were going to the back yard to get the chicken. “Well, OK,” she said, “I’ll get this one but it’s your job to catch his friend.” Reluctantly, I agreed, and we both walked in the chicken coop and started to look for the culprits. Finding the leader of the band was an easy task. He came out to greet us as we walked in. Immediately I positioned myself behind Mom. “Would you please relax!” said Mom. “He won’t hurt you. Now go get the other one....