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--- The second grade wasn't easy for me. I was a rural kid transplanted into a city school,.. so I focused on making straight-A's and kept my mouth shut otherwise. But I was able to observe a lot.
--- In the second grade, I sat adjacent to two little girls,... Vickie and Donna,...sweet as they could be, I'm sure,.... but they also acted as a unique tandem barometer for all untoward classroom events. Sitting right beside them, I was able to take it all in. Here's what they did.
--- If one of the other students got fingered by our teacher for any form of misbehavior, Donna and Vickie would clap their hands over their mouths and exclaim, "A-Lordy." It happened at least once every day. Some poor kid doesn't have his homework,... "A-Lordy." Some kid gets nailed for talking in class,... "A-Lordy." Some kid farts,... "A-Lordy." Get the picture?
--- One day we were milling around outside during a fire-drill, and something - I don't know what - occurred to piss off this redneck kid named Daryll (No, I'm not making this up,.... he was a redneck kid and his name was Daryll.) Anyway, Daryll said, "Damn." As second-graders in 1957, we were scarcely accustomed to hearing the word, "damn." It was a shock of biblical proportions. Donna and Vickie both clapped their hands over their mouths and said, "A-Lordy."
---Daryll, a tough kid by any guage, eyed the two girls with contempt and started to shoulder his way past them when one of them - I can't remember which - blurted out, "Say it again."
--- The DU is ruled by human nature, have no fear.
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