So let me tell you how I got the nick name of 'Little Corn'.  When I was about two my Mother found me in the corn shed eating raw corn.  She told me that if I didn't stop I would grow corn husks inside my body.  Another time I found a bag of corn and dropped it all over the place.  I guess you could say that the corn really did make me grow up.  As we got closer tour new home,  I remember hearing my Father tell my Mother that, 'while we didn't have a lot of things, we had each other'.  Once there, the wagon was turned into a farm wagon.  I sometimes still go sit inside it and dream about our trip.  I hope to grow up and be able to help around the farm.  After all, that is why we made the trip.

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