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        butter and jelly sandwiches the most. I was always so embarrassed, especially since my mom taught there. I really didn’t get it! Well, I
        guess you just can’t have a perfect life.



        My mom taught at Hopper, and once again, it was hard for me to attend. Anytime I would open my mouth to say or do the wrong
        thing, my teachers would march me down to my mother’s classroom for additional punishment. I still remember a couple of incidents

        like it was yesterday.


                       Incident 1: I was in the 4  grade, and we were playing outside during recess time. I saw one of my classmates
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                       who was absent from school that day walking past the school and I blurted out, “Look at her. She looks

                       like she’s going to have a baby!” Why would I say that about my classmate, who couldn’t have been over
                       10 years of age? She was tall and looked older. Anyway, one of the students reported my comment to the

                       teacher. She spanked me on my hands 10 or more times with a green palmetto branch that was flexible and

                       really hurt. She then sent me downstairs to my mother’s classroom. My punishment was to write the
                       comment I made 100 times. When I got home, my brother heard about it, and he had a good time poking

                       fun at me. I don’t blame him because I tended to speak out of order. Although it was a picnic day for my
                       parents’ social club, they gave me permission to attend. Needless to say, I never blurted out any negative

                       sayings again because I never knew who might be listening.


                       Not long after that, my mother later taught me a poem entitled, I Know Something Good About You. I

                       learned it and recited it on every program in town – at my church, socials, and school openings for teachers.
                       I also went out of town to Bethune Cookman University to recite it to students and faculty members. I

                       even recited it at a Conference of the National Council of Negro Women, Incorporated, in Daytona

                       Beach, Florida, when Dr. Dorothy Height was President and the keynote speaker at the conference. She
                       made a poignant remark: “Greatness is not measured by what a man or woman accomplishes, but by the
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