Miss Macintosh called my name,”Bea,
it's your turn to give your speech."
(Who ever heard of second graders
havin' to give a speech, I thought, But
“Howdy, my name is Beatrice Wilder, Bea
for short. I've got a twin sister named
Betty. She's in Miss Smith's room.
We came to Indiana because of the
Great... Im..pression, no that's not
right Daddy says it's De..pression.
We got on a train in Lexington, Ky.
There was not one bit of happy on any
face in that whole station.
Mama said it was because people were
hungry and were going to look for work.
When we prayed over our baked sweet
potato lunch, we prayed for folks to
My Daddy, his name's Andrew Jackson
Wilder, and he share crops, but the
plantin' didn't take long.
Daddy noticed there weren't any
Watson's men in the area.
You all probably know, they sell the
medicine and healin' salves and real
fine vanilla for baking.
So one day Daddy came home drivin' a
Model T Ford. It's the first car we
ever had. And he said ,
“Ruthie,(that's Mama's name)climb in.
Let's take a ride!”
We all climbed in: Mama, me, Bet, and
our little brother Frank.
Whoo..ie that was fun. I bet we went
twenty five miles an hour.
So any way, Daddy decided to take us
twins off of Mama's hands.
He took us most days in the summer. We
couldn't leave until we hoed in the
garden, gathered the eggs, and Daddy
had milked ole Betsy. She's our Jersy
cow. Mama says her milk is awful good..
We went with Daddy to sell Watson's and
to play with all the kids on the route.
It was a lot of fun. Sometimes we
played marbles. or jump rope, or Hide
The other day we were at the Farler's
house. They have a bunch of 'youngins'
There is a big boy ten years old at
They were playin' stick ball.They were
squealin' and havin' such fun. I
wanted to play too.
The big boy said,"Are you sure little
I said," Sure I'm sure! I can hit it."
“But we only have this old round rock
for our ball.”
I told him it would be ok! The bat
was a wide board making a perfect
He threw it and I started to swing.
The rock hit my bat and glanced off
hitting me right in my eye.
I hit the ground with a thud and
grabbed my eye. I cryed a little.
Then Mrs. McFarland came with a cool
cloth and laid it on my eye.
My Daddy said," Oh honey are you Ok?”
I said, "I think so."
And He said,“ You're gonna have a
shiner tomorrow, Your Mama won't be
“What's a shiner,Daddy?"
“You'll find out tomorrow, Honey!"
So when I got up this morning, I
washed my face and looked in the
mirror. That's when I figured it all
This big old black eye is a real
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