County Fair

Words cannot express how much I love my county fair. I love the 4H building. I love the free pens they give you in the commercial building. I love the flower arrangement contest. I love the produce contest. I love the cages full of bunnies and chickens; the pens of pigs, cows, sheep, and goats. I love the man who plays folk songs and has a rack full of hats. I love the man who talks about reptiles with a monotone voice. I love the one room schoolhouse. I love the carnival rides held together by duct tape. I love the beauty queen named after a certain chemical found in tobacco. It's like everything I love about my county put in one place.

It's been a tradition that schools close on the Friday of the weekend of the fair, because Friday is the day that school kids get in free. Unfortunately with the two hurricanes that hit us this month, our school has used up 3 snow days because of flooding and power outages. They canceled fair day this year, which, according to my chemistry teacher, is the first time they've done that in a loooooong time.

My friends and I were talking about what day to go to the fair and one of them said he wasn't going because he doesn't like the fair. In a rush, I basically spouted everything I said in the first paragraph really fast. I hear kids complaining about having to go to school on Fair day but then turn around and say they don't like the county fair. Personally, I don't see how you couldn't love the fair. When I go away to college, what I worry most about is if I'll be able to go to the fair. I definitely won't take it for granted.