Running around like a chicken with its head cut off

On the 19^th of January 2015 we killed and plucked chickens. First we chopped a chicken’s head off, and watched it run around and die. For all the other chickens we only slit the jugular. The Jugular is on the left side toward the back of the neck. We put the chickens upside down in a cone and slit its jugular and I think it was brutal and violent. I didn’t like watching them get killed. 

The Chicken Whisperer.

Home grown

After the blood was drained, we dunked the chickens in the pot of water that was 150°f, we did that about 5-6 times each so the feathers could come off easy.  I didn’t like plucking them. The killing was done at the Green House by the dump. The reason why we killed them is for food, knowledge, to learn how to pluck, gut, and butcher them. The chickens were old and weren’t giving us eggs. Also the chickens were out of chicken food. The elementary made chicken noodle soup for Kvichak Cafe on January 23, 2015.  It made some of the best chicken noodle soup I ever had.  As Shea said, "It was home grown."

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