Where do I start with that, because I was not interested in becoming a
teacher until later in life? My childhood was interesting now that I
look back on it. There was much hard work as a child of a share cropper,
so I never had the opportunity of attending school for the full nine
months. Usually seven, sometimes six and a half months because the crops
had to be planted, tended and reaped. I was interested early on in the
printed word in books. We had very few books. There was always a Bible.
We did something in our home that I see designers doing now; we papered
our walls with the pages from magazines. I learned later that the pages
were not only for a pleasing appearance, but they served as insulation
because these were share cropper's tenant houses. I read what was on the
walls, and sometimes I would do something you would find amusing; if I
found a page with part of a story I'd read that part again and again and
again hoping and wishing that somehow I would find the other part of
that story. Of course it was plastered against the wall, so there was no
way of ever doing that. That was my interest in reading, so I find it
very difficult to get rid of anything that has print on it no matter
what, magazines, papers, college books I have every book I think that I
have ever read all over my house and my basement. I
learned a lot on the farm. I learned discipline. I learned how to manage
my time well. I lived with family that loved family, so I always knew
that. I lived with my grandparents the majority of the time; I didn't
leave Marion until I was seventeen, and so leaving there was coming into
a whole new world for me. There was also the fun of jumping into creeks
and hunting muscadines and blackberries, as opposed to what the hard
work was, like taking care of cows and mules, the cooking, the canning,
that was difficult. I still learned discipline and that has been very
important in my life. I think that all of my relatives but my first
cousins were like brothers and sisters to me and my aunts and uncles
were like parents, so we were a large family but we knew everybody. I
don't find that to be the case as much now. There was great respect for
elders and for the knowledge that they had. Going to town on Saturday
was a big deal. Having major days at the churches, the anniversaries,
the society turnouts with great food and getting a chance to speak to a
boy, who was not allowed to come to your house, but you could talk on
the church grounds. So, that was life for me growing up. For the first
three years of high school there were no buses for children who lived
way out in the country, so we got to school the best way we could and
many times it was to walk the distance into town. My high school was
founded by the American Missionary Society in 1867 and so that was the
one school. The training school for black children, African Americans
was in Uniontown eighteen miles away but that was established much
later. The schools were designated training schools for black children
and high schools for white children. So we were trainable, but not
teachable. I have one brother and one sister. My sister is deceased and
my brother lives here. I had two cousins that lived with us and they
were brother and sister, but not biological in the sense that we lived
together. That's pretty much it for growing up, I learned from my
grandfather not to fear. He had no fears of anything or anybody. He was
an atheist until I was ten and he was probably seventy five or so then. My grandmother was as devout as anyone can
be. It was unusual for her to be as devout as she was, and she was a
woman I wanted to emulate and I still do. I still would like to be the
woman my grandmother was, the love, the kindnesses, and the patience.
My grandfather said there was nothing to that, but at about age seventy
five he had a wonderful experience. We didn't know he could sing until
it happened, and he would sing.