Autobiography Of Crownless King of the Fields (Scarecrow)

 

Hi, I am a scarecrow, a crownless king of the fields. I am not a human with flesh and blood rather I am designed to resemble a human. 

My life began when a kind farmer pieced me together with wooden sticks, old clothes, and a burlap sack and an earthen pot for my head with a crooked smile and two funny eyes. But my one and only duty is to protect the crops from the birds like crow, crane, rooks etc. That's why I am also called the protector of the crops. 

To stand there like a statue, frightening the birds who think the field as their personal property is easy? no it's never easy. Those crows are cheeky little things—they sit on my arms and gossip like I’m a park bench! Some even poke at my straw, claiming I’m too stiff to fight back.

 I stand under the scorching heat of summer, cold of winter and heavy rain of monsoon. The birds sometimes mock me and challenge me to chase them but I can't move from my place. 

Yet I am proud of my job that I can protect not only crops in the field rather few lives of a farmer's house. A farmer struggle a lot and give his all efforts cultivating crops and make fulfil the requirement of the society. 

So, it's my only responsibility to protect the crops from some naughty birds. I have been used for thousands of years. 

The first recorded use dates back to ancient Egypt, where farmers used us to protect wheat fields along the Nile River. Since then my dresses and significance have changed but my work is still remained same. Not noly this but some writers also included my name and work in their literary works. 

Some decribed me as friend and protector of a farmer and some decribed me as a symbol of protection,loneliness etc.

 Little children often get me wrong and consider me as a ghost while my whole body toss in wind. People even don't take any permission to consider me as a ghost,evil in their haunting movies.

 Last but not the least, I have my moments of glory too—when the wind blows my hat dramatically, I look like the hero in a farmyard drama. Rain, sun, or snow, I’m always there as the unsung protector of crops as well as the farmer. It’s not much of a life, but, at least I never have to pay rent!