Tuesday, June 24, 2014

just some thoughts--chickens

The chicken or the egg ?

a table top incubator with towel wrap

indoor chicken run

chirp, chirp, chirp

future chicken run

Chickens.   My host family raised a lot of chickens.  They may have sold one or two during the year, but most of them were for their own consumption.  In the Spring, in early March, the family has collected about 50 eggs that are showing signs of fertilization (candling).  They set up two table top incubators in the family dining/sleeping room.   Twice a day the eggs must be turned in the incubator so they don’t develop abnormalities.  The temperature has to be maintained at a steady 85 degrees.  Water is added to maintain the humidity and towels are wrapped around the incubators to avoid heat drain.   Three weeks to a month later the first signs of life emerge.  The tiny chirping sound of the first chick caught my ear about April 1st.  

Stage two of chicken raising also takes place in the all purpose room.  What used to be a sleeping space on a raised part of the soba is now a chicken pen.  An actual fence has been built to keep the chicks in a 5 ft x 15 ft space.   There are about 50 small chickies, all yellow, black, or brown.  They are all chirping, probably saying they are hungry.  We give them dishes of chicken feed to eat twice a day.  These chicks will continue to live and chirp in this space until the threat of cold nights is past.  Maybe until May 1st ?  Do they ever quiet down inside?  When it gets darker in the room, they chirp even louder.  I guess they’re afraid of the dark.  Is this why we call scared people, “chicken”?  Can you imagine living with the chirp and sleeping with the light on so the chicks are quieter?

When the weather warms up, the chicks will get a pen outside where they can get climatized to the outdoor life.  Of course they don’t like the rain, so you have to provide a way to cover them.  When they are big enough to escape the pen, then they can roam the yard on their own for bugs and other food.  When they are grown, they will be invited one by one to become soup or “zeama”.  

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