A S t o r y About the Woman’s Land Army of America Erin Hagar Illustrated by Jen Hill
H elen Stevens was a New York City college girl She’d never pitched hay or milked a cow And she’d certainly never worn men’s overalls But it was 1917 and there was a war on Helen rolled bandages and knit socks for soldiers headed overseas But she wanted something more to do her bit Yes indeed she wanted an adventure One day Helen saw a sign that took root in her heart
At Helen’s farewell luncheon her father said Woman’s Land Army craziest thing I ever heard No farmer in his right mind would hire you girls Helen looked right at him They’ll have to With so many men working in factories or training to fight who else will bring in the crops
All that sun and dirt Helen’s mother said with a sigh Take good care of your hands There will be dances in the fall Helen swished her hand in the air as if she were swatting a pesky fly I’ll be fine she said
