a girl I knew when I was little was the daughter of a family of sheep farmers
my class went to visit once
we got a bunch of wool and we made stuff out of it. still have my wool wallet somewhere, a lot of work it was
I kinda liked that girl, in whatever capacity a kid can like another kid, and I gave her all my horse magazines because supposedly a young boy shouldn't have magazines (and collectible cards) about horses
she switched schools one day because she was getting bullied
(see how I made this topic, on topic, again? real smooth like)
