Tracy Walker of Walk-Era Farms sent us this children’s story she wanted us to share with all of you! Below is her brief description, followed by the story.
“I am hoping you can take a moment to read my children’s story that follows. I strongly think this story is unique and would be loved by all those little farm children and their parents.
I was born and raised in the central valley of California. When I was 6 my mom hand wrote and illustrated a little book called “A Brandy Story.” It was about two little calves named Barbie and Bobby who liked to get into mischief.
In 1996 my father purchased a young cow from Walk-Era Farms, located just outside Wisconsin Dells. Little did I know this show cow would have such a major impact on my life. She brought my future husband and I together, as his family farm bred the cow. I also found myself moving 2000 miles away from all my family and everything that was familiar. My husband Tim still farms with his father and brothers at Walk-Era Farms. Tim and I have two little girls- Gracie 6 and Libby 3 1/2. My oldest has always loved having someone tell her stories. Two years ago I brought my mother’s story back to life.
One night I told Gracie “The Brandy Story.” She loved it and wanted to hear more. At night I would quickly think up a new story and life lesson for the two little calves. The enclosed story is one of them.”
A BARBIE AND BOBBY STORY- THE NEW HEIFER
By Tracy Walker
Along the central coast in California, there was a dairy. And on this dairy lived two calves, Barbie and Bobby, along with their mother, Brandy.
Barbie and Bobby were happy calves. They had a big pasture with rolling green hills. They loved taking naps under the old oak trees and playing chase as the cool ocean breezes blew through their black and white hair.
One day while grazing they noticed all the mothers huddled together talking. Barbie asked Bobby, “What do you suppose they’re talking about?” “I don’t know.” replied Bobby. “Probably just mommy stuff. You know, like who milked the most last week and who’s been named Big Bossy.” Barbie thought a minute, “No this is something BIG. Really BIG. I must find out what they’re talking about.”
At first, Barbie tried to jump as high as she could to see over the big mama cows. But she could only jump as high as the tops of their udders. She then decided to squeeze her little head in between their legs. There, she was able to hear perfectly, and her eyes grew very large as she listened.
She hurried back to tell Bobby the news. Trying to catch her breath, she said, “Bobby, Bobby! Dairyman Bob bought a GIANT!” “What!?” asked Bobby. “A giant heifer,” explained Barbie. “She’s from a far off land called Wisconsin. Her family is FAMOUS and she’s SIX FEET TALL. He paid a guzillion dollars for her!”
Bobby did not believe his sister’s tall tale. He decided to ask his mother, who was drinking out of a near-by water trough. “Mama. what’s this about a giant heifer coming to our dairy?” Brandy informed her calves that, yes, a new heifer was coming. “She does come from a well known family in the midwest. She is tall for her age but she’s not a giant. I want you to be extra nice to her. She will be a long way from home and may be homesick.” “But Mama,” Barbie whined, “do we have to? I’m not going to like her. What if she makes fun of us. What if she’s a big MEANY. What if I can’t understand her Wisconsin accent!” Brandy reassured her little ones. “Now, now, don’t worry yourself to death. Remember, you shouldn’t judge someone until you really get to know them.”
The next day Barbie and Bobby saw a big shiny red semi truck coming up the long gravel driveway. Behind the truck was a long silver trailer. “It’s HER,”moaned Barbie. Come on, let’s get a peek.” The two calves ran as fast as they could, and as they were running along the fence, all they could see were two big bright eyes peering through the rectangle shaped openings.
The truck pulled up to the barn and Dairyman Bob came out to greet the driver. They exchanged some papers and the driver walked to the back of the trailer and swung open the door. The smell of sawdust rolled out. Barbie and Bobby watched with great anticipation. The driver led out the most beautiful and elegant white heifer the calves had ever seen. She had very long legs. Her hair was clipped short and it was as white as the clouds above. The breeze blew through her very fluffy tail. “I think I’m in love,” Bobby mumbled softly. With her head held high the new heifer gracefully glided down the ramp.
Barbie started to feel insecure. She noticed the green grass stains on her knees. She discovered manure stains under her belly and on her legs and her little tail lay limp. Her hair was shaggy and well…she felt like a common grade.
The driver handed the lead strap to Dairyman Bob and said, “Nice doing business with you,” then got in his truck and headed back down the road. Dairyman Bob led the heifer to the pasture gate. “Welcome to your new home,” he said as he slid the halter off her head.
Barbie and Bobby watched her slowly pace around the pasture, sniffing her new surroundings. “I think we should introduce ourselves,” suggested Bobby, who was a little love struck. Barbie replied, “Ok, but let’s not embarrass ourselves.” Bobby agreed, “Right.”
Bobby puffed out his chest and strutted over to the new heifer. In a deep manly voice he said, “Hi, there little lady. My name is Roberto. I’m the BIG MAN in the herd. If there’s anything you need just call on me.” With a confused look, the new heifer looked down at Bobby and answered, “Okay, thank you. My name is Baelyn.”
Barbie, who was still jealous, decided she was going to make her grand entrance. She stretched up tall, carried her head as high as she could, and tried to copy Baelyn’s graceful walk. “My name is Ocean Farms Royalty Barbie. I come from a family of five generations of Excellents.” “No you don’t!” Bobby corrected his sister.
Just then Baelyn hung her head low. “What’s the matter?” Asked Bobby. Baelyn explained how she was nervous and how she really missed her family and her old farm. She even missed her grassy hay and her cozy box stall. “Things are so different here. I feel so alone.”
Barbie’s jealously quickly turned to sympathy and compassion. The two calves felt very sorry for Baelyn and wanted to comfort her. “I have an idea,” said Barbie “When we get sad, we talk to our mommy. She always makes us feel better. Since you can’t be with your mommy, we’ll share ours with you. Let’s go see her.” “I would like that,” Baelyn said with a smile and they walked off into the sunset toward Brandy.
After the sun went down, they layed down under the big bright stars. Brandy comforted Baelyn with her motherly ways and Baelyn soon fell fast asleep. Baelyn was so exhausted from her long journey. Brandy whispered to her little calves, “I’m so proud of you two. You learned a valuable lesson.”
From that day on Brandy treated Baelyn as if she was her own. Barbie and Bobby ended up with a new best friend, and everyday over a nice flake of hay, they loved hearing Baelyn’s stories about what it was like to live in the midwest.