T all stalks of golden wheat waved in the breeze as the family drove along the winding country roads. Pressing their noses against the car windows Chaya and Eli bounced up and down in their seats eager to arrive at the farm.
“Look at the cows!” Chaya pointed at the black-and-white animals grazing among the endless rows of grass. “Yay!” Chaya and Eli cheered. “Finally!”
As they drove up to the farm they saw many horses and cows sauntering around in a large fenced-in field. Farmer Fishel clad in a broad-rim straw hat and blue overalls welcomed them.
“Now y’all have fun in the corn maze ” he said handing them their tickets “but it’s a good idea to stick together. It can get pretty confusing out there.”
Mommy and Tatty glanced at Chaya and Eli knowingly and the kids peered back their faces a picture of innocence.
“Why are you looking at us like that?” they asked lifting their hands in a questioning gesture.
“The corn maze is right around the corner ” Farmer Fishel directed tipping his hat. “Just follow the signs.”
“Here we are ” Tatty announced and they started down the trail flanked by huge green stalks of corn.
The trail sloped up and to the right and Eli and Chaya bounded ahead until they hit a towering wall of corn stalks. Braking to a halt they waited tapping their feet impatiently until their parents showed up a few minutes later.
“Hmm which way?” Mommy wondered.