When I was a teen I had to rise no later than 5AM , help milk 31 Holsteins , shovel their shit onto a manure spreader and drive it out (sometimes at -30 F ambient temperature) and spread it in the pastures and hayfields. Afterward I'd wolf down breakfast, dress for highschool and run out and catch the school bus... Sometimes still smelling a little like cow shit and a hundred year old barn....
Yeah, really, who'd wanna date that guy? Not many of today's out-of-touch cyber teens...
IT is my biggest prayer that my daughters will see value in a farm or homestead boy. This way she will always have food and so will my grand babies one day, so no worries for me in my senior years. Good for you to have been raised to be a hard working kid. I raised my son the same way, and he has turned out to be a fine young man productive and still wakes way before 7. Thanks for sharing. upvoted and following you.