Stories Of Ex~Siaves ~ (~orde1ia Jackson)	~	Page 2 ‚


	“Airplanes jest tickles, I cannot tell you how corne, but dey jest does. I went out dar (throvvin~ her arm in the direction of the laudiri~ field) and see‘d ‘em light. Dressed~up white folks hop~ ped down out‘n it frorn~a little do‘ dat a man wid leg‘une and a cap on opened. Thing gwine on wid lots of burririg arid all like dat. When dem folks ~ot out, some mo‘ clam‘ned in. Dat saine n~ati opened de do‘, shot (shut) it,and de plane tuck off. White ±olks lovved dat it ~as gwine to ?lanta, Ga. ~ ~ ~.
	~tRight dar I‘low.~d, when l~oes up like dat, I sho ain‘t

gcvine up wid no man ~ ~

	“flat white wornan~ent up and ain‘t nobody found her yet and it been two monthe. Lawd, shelookin&fe.r de world‘s end. God don‘t mean fer wornens to do nothing like dat. ~ornens is stumbling blocks at times. ~ ~- ~ - ~

	“I ~ot a boy dat beenthrougti school. He stays off, but he treats me so good and talks to me lIke white folks does; so I caUs him, ‘~vhite child‘. I ‘longs .to de church club. He tries to lam me to talk proper when I goes out to dem meetings, but I fer— sits how befo ‚ I reaches de meet ing . Us named it de ‘vIOt hers ‚ t. ‘White ~b1ld‘ pays fer me to ‘lo-n~ dar, and ihen I is down wid spells, dey nurses me. ‘White child‘ ays fer my Torisurance‘ so dat I does not h~ave rio worriment to aggravate my so~ul.

	~	“White child birthed one Sunday mirnin~ jest a year atter de big earthquake. It vvas~. also Christmas morning, kaise my child

~ - drapped a year t o de day atter dat earthquake and T Leared d.a~t he

—	was not gwinter have no sense. ButMy God, how he can read!

	~.	“One night, Aug. 30th, our house started rocking. We thought a panther was a..rocking it, kaise my old tnan had see‘d one.