Well, yeah, I helped pluck chickens too. I wasn't really counting that as me slaughtering them myself. I also saw a few hogs slaughtered here and there despite them not meaning for me to see it. Just, in general, my family didn't drag the little girls out of the house to watch that part of it. I helped bring in tobacco, hoe the fields, feed the animals, gather eggs, milk cows, etc, but not slaughter the animals.
They actually forbid me from naming or playing with animals that were for consumption. The milk cows got names because they were not going to be slaughtered. We didn't name or pet the ones that were eventually going to be meat. They didn't want me to look at them as if they were pets.