Okl8lloma Wr1ters~ Project
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	Noue of the ~Tegroes ran away when I was a child. that I know o±~. We all had. plenty to eat. The Negro€s dldntt have no school anI so I cant t read. and write, but they cUd. have a school after the War, I hear. But we had. a church made out of a brush arbor anô we would. sing good. songs in Cherokee son~times.

	I always got Sunda~r off to play, and. at night I coula go git a piece of sugar or something to ea~ before I went to bed and Mistress &Id.ntt care.

	We played. brea&-axid-‘butter and the boys played. hide the switch. The one found. the switch got to whip the one he wanted. to.

	When I got sick they give me some kind of tea from weeds, and. if‘ I et too many roasting ears and. swole ~xp they biled. gourds and. give me the liquor offtn them to make me throw up.

	Itve been a good ehurch~goer all my life until I git too feeble, and. I still imdez~ and. talk Cherokee langu~age and. love to hear songs and parts of the Bible in it because it r~i&~e me think about the time I was a little girl before my ~am~r and. p~py leave me.