on the farm it was my responsibility to care for the chickens. your congresswoman has heard me tell this story from time to time. i fell in love with raising chickens. i know some of you like chickens, right? we had eggs for breakfast, right? eggs come from the chickens, right? but as a little boy i fell in love with raising chickens. the only thing about raising chickens, one young person there, thank you, young brother. when the setting here was set, i had to take the first eggs, mark them with a pencil, place them under the setting hen and wait three long weeks for the little chicks to hatch. some of you smart young scholars are saying, now, john lewis, why did you mark those fresh eggs with a pencil before you placed them under the setting hen?