My new heroine is called Flora. Flora is from Eastern Switzerland, from a little village called Herisau, and the perfect example that, despite living in a rural place with comparably little infrastructure, the combination of work, competitive racing, and family life is absolutely possible. Flora excels in her job and ranks among the top contributors in Switzerland in her field. Apart from that, Flora has 10 children, of them two pairs of twins, and in the past 10 years has raised every single one of them without having to struggle with restrictions concerning her working or competitive life. Her family situation has never been an obstacle to her career, and her children have more than anything helped her to constantly develop and improve in her field of work.
MacGyver, my so far undefeated hero, somehow managed to save his and everyone else's butts in every imaginable scenario (and maybe even in the one on my T-shirt), but not with 10 kids around. That definitely would have led him to a heavy nervous breakdown and ended his career immediately. Flora, however, gives it all - mainly in terms of milk. 7500 kg a year, to be precise. Just that would have been a good enough reason to invite her as special guest and honorable representative of her species, Holstein speckled milk cow, to the OLMA (the Eastern Swiss agricultural and machine exhibition), our State Fair, and introduce her to important people. But apart from her job Flora disposes of multiple outstanding achievements in her highly competitive hobby, racing. Sponsored by the Red Bull racing stable and with a very elegant jockey, probably her owner, on her back she easily won the qualifying race and the final of the annual OLMA cow race, leaving all her competitors behind (here you can watch a video of the final). And opposite to her four-legged colleagues from the annual pig races, Flora does not have to fear being converted into a steak and ending up in an frying pan or on a barbecue within the next couple of months. No, not at all. Probably she will spend the next 10 years enjoying the Eastern Swiss air, happily grazing fields, raising a calf every once in a while, and through regular and successful competition bring honor and glory to her owner, the racing stable, and the little village of Herisau.
And maybe MacGyver, unemployed since the Berlin wall came down 20 years ago and surely bored to death ever since, should get himself a new job as a coach and manager for racing cows - and once a day clean the milking machine in the blink of an eye with a thoroughly balanced mixture of desinfectant, manure, hot oil and gun powder.
MacGyver, my so far undefeated hero, somehow managed to save his and everyone else's butts in every imaginable scenario (and maybe even in the one on my T-shirt), but not with 10 kids around. That definitely would have led him to a heavy nervous breakdown and ended his career immediately. Flora, however, gives it all - mainly in terms of milk. 7500 kg a year, to be precise. Just that would have been a good enough reason to invite her as special guest and honorable representative of her species, Holstein speckled milk cow, to the OLMA (the Eastern Swiss agricultural and machine exhibition), our State Fair, and introduce her to important people. But apart from her job Flora disposes of multiple outstanding achievements in her highly competitive hobby, racing. Sponsored by the Red Bull racing stable and with a very elegant jockey, probably her owner, on her back she easily won the qualifying race and the final of the annual OLMA cow race, leaving all her competitors behind (here you can watch a video of the final). And opposite to her four-legged colleagues from the annual pig races, Flora does not have to fear being converted into a steak and ending up in an frying pan or on a barbecue within the next couple of months. No, not at all. Probably she will spend the next 10 years enjoying the Eastern Swiss air, happily grazing fields, raising a calf every once in a while, and through regular and successful competition bring honor and glory to her owner, the racing stable, and the little village of Herisau.
And maybe MacGyver, unemployed since the Berlin wall came down 20 years ago and surely bored to death ever since, should get himself a new job as a coach and manager for racing cows - and once a day clean the milking machine in the blink of an eye with a thoroughly balanced mixture of desinfectant, manure, hot oil and gun powder.
