Ginny’s Story Part2


 

I just knew this was going to be an exciting year. I turned six last month and was finally old enough to start school. A few weeks earlier Daddy drove us to a store in the big city that sold used clothes. Momma and I picked out several pretty dresses. Some of them were too big, but Momma assured me she would work them up so they would fit real nice.  Momma was an excellent seamstress. She would take two or three dresses and mix and match different parts to make up the dresses. What she ended up with was amazing. Nobody had dresses like mine. Momma would starch and iron the dresses until they could have stood up by themselves. I was so proud of them. I also got new undies, socks, and a pair of canvas shoes.

The first day of school finally arrived. This was the day I have been waiting for. Now I wasn’t so sure I want to go. I’ve never been away from my Momma. What was she going to do without me?  I decided I would stay home today. Momma thought otherwise. She had to drag me all the way to the bus, with me kicking and crying all the way. Thank God for my sisters we were one of the first on the bus.  Once I was on the bus I was fine. I just didn’t want to leave Momma.

When the bus started filling up the trouble began. The country kids were always the first to be picked up, then the town kids. If one of them accidently touched us, they would act like we had some horrible disease. By just being near us they would somehow change into kids like us. It was then I was told I was poor white trash. People like us didn’t belong on the same bus as the town kids.

 I was hurt and confused. I was taught that Jesus loves us all the same.  He doesn’t care what you look like, or where you are from. I don’t think those town folks had too much love in there hearts. My Sunday school teacher said not to worry about those kids. They would get tired of picking on us. I’m still waiting. To be continued…..

Advertisements

3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. tsonoda148
    May 21, 2011 @ 04:28:39

    Oh my heart is right in this. Beautiful story, Mary. Can’t wait to read more.
    T

    Reply

  2. Barker Babe
    May 21, 2011 @ 05:52:26

    After I got over my fear of sounding silly, I can honestly say I am having a ball. Huggs, Mary

    Reply

  3. Mary Ann
    May 29, 2011 @ 16:52:48

    Hey Mary;Iwasn’t disappointed,Awsome writing!

    Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: