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Well, I have finished the book. I can't say I had a lot of laughs reading it so I wouldn't class it in the 'humour' category.
Nevertheless I enjoyed it as a timepiece, describing the daily life on a chicken farm with all the good, bad and ugly.
Yes, I noticed her obviously negative comments about natives Indians but I took it as a sign of her education and the time. Shame she didn't take some time and effort to get to know them better.
I also noticed the 'darker' things like the roaming abortion provider, the drunk Natives, the near rape experience. Again - that were those days. At least she did describe them.
I fell in love with the time & place due to the food she described - wow. But then I fell out of love even faster when realising the sacrifices she made for it: getting up at 4 am (I'm not always in bed by then), lots of chicken, hard work.
The description of the neighbours seemed rather on opposite ends of the spectrum. I have no doubt I would be more on Ma Kettle end of the scale.
I am glad I read this book. I am glad I finished it. But I sure consider it a misvote for the 'humour' category of the book club.
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