"I was born down here on Saline River at Selma. I done forgot what
month."

"What kinda work have I done? Oh, honey, I done farmed myself to death,
darlin'. You know Buck Couch down here at Noble Lake? Well, I hoped pick
out eight bales of cotton for him.

"I wish I had the dollars I had workin' for R.A. Pickens down here at
Walnut Lake. Yes, honey, I farmed for him bout fifteen or twenty years
steady.

"And he sure was nice and he was mischievous. He called all of us his
chillun. He use to say, 'Now you must mind your papa!' And we'd say 'Now
Mr. Pickens, you know you ain't got no nigger chillun'. He use to say to
me 'Sallie, you is a good woman but you ain't got no sense'. Them was
fine white folks.

"Honey, these white folks round here what knows me, knows they ain't a
lazy bone in my body.

"I'se cooked and washed and ironed and I'se housecleaned. Yes'm, I
certainly was a good cook.

"I belongs to the Palestine Baptist Church. Yes ma'm. I don't know what
I'd do if twasn't for the good Master. I talks to Him all the time.

"I goes to this here government school. A man teaches it. I don't know
what his name is, we just calls him Professor.

"Well, chile, I'll tell you the truf. These young folks is done gone.