The Corn is Really Tall

Grandaddy sat down at supper and announced that the corn was ready. He'd been pulling a couple of ears each day, just to check. Gran was excited. She told him to get out the next morning and gather all the corn that was ready. So he did.

The next morning Grandaddy hurried out to the rows of corn with a bucket and started gathering the ears of corn that were ready. Little Guy tried to help. He was too short to see the ears of corn! So Sunshine had to check the corn and pick the ears that were ready. Then she handed the ear down to Little Guy so he could put it in the bucket.

Little Guy, Sunshine and Grandaddy soon filled a five-gallon bucket with corn. All three headed to the house and presented it to Gran. She was happy. So they went back and got another bucket. She smiled again. They sat down to rest while Gran started preparing the corn.

Each ear of corn has to have its ends cut off and all the husks taken off. Then Gran uses a brush to clean the hair from the ear of corn. Then it has to be washed and boiled. Some of the corn goes in the freezer on the cob. Little Guy likes it that way. Gran grates some of the corn ears and makes cream corn. That's the only kind of corn she can eat because of her teeth. Mama offered to help but Gran said no. Gran wanted to do it all by herself.

After they rested, Little Guy, Sunshine and Grandaddy went back out and gathered more corn. They had to get the wheelbarrow to get it to the house because they had so much. Gran wasn't smiling any more. Little Guy thought she looked a little sick. When Mama asked again if Gran wanted her to help, Gran quickly said yes. So Mama spent the afternoon preparing the corn, while Gran cooked and grated and bagged it.

It took all day and part of the night to get that corn prepared and put in the freezer. Gran couldn't believe Grandaddy, Little Guy and Sunshine had gathered so much corn on the same day. Grandaddy reminded her that she'd told him to get all that was ready. Gran frowned. Little Guy didn't think she realized how much corn there was out there.

Gran went to bed really early. She was tired. Little Guy and Grandaddy didn't tell her about the rest of the corn that still needs to be gathered. They figured she'd find out soon enough.

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