Everyone knows the saying “you can take the girl from the country but you can’t take the country from the girl.”
Well, that saying is definitely true. Because I may have lived on the coast for the last ten years, but I will never forget what it was like to grow up in the country.
And no matter how much I tried to deny it, my country roots always exposed themselves. Like that time my friends and I were discussing our best school achievements and mine was getting top in the class for parking the tractor in ag (agriculture, for you city people). I absolutely nailed parking that massive hunk of metal. #truestory.
No matter how much time passed, and how many people I met, it became apparent to me that there is, and always will be, some things that city kids just don’t understand about growing up in the country.
1. The lack of public transport.
No, we can’t just ‘jump on the train’ to visit our friends. There is one train – yes, one. If we’re lucky. And it comes once daily at 8.45am when it’s heading out west and the next day at 3.45pm when it’s headed back to Sydney. Yes, you can catch it but your destination is normally, at the very least, over five hours away.
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2. Studying agriculture as a subject at school.
Studying ag is possibly the reason why I am the bomb at reverse parking now. Other fun aspects of studying agriculture at school were keeping an egg in a padded box for a week then throwing it off the tallest building in the school, hoping it didn’t break (mine did). Or when I literally raised a chicken from the time it was born, only for the teacher to tell us that the assignment was not completed until the chicken was killed and we were offered it for dinner. Yep, I’m guessing a country education is a bit more hands on and practical than a city one…
3. Learning to drive at a young age.
I lived in ‘town’ as opposed to being on a property, but even when you lived in town it was still expected that you would learn to drive at a very young age. And you always had plenty of friends with properties to practice on. Most kids are riding quads and two-wheelers by six or seven and there was always a paddock basher (ie a rusty, old, un-registered car) available to learn on when you hit the un-official licencing age – of 10.