Mrs. Ruth And Rat tail ( The Horse in my room.)

                                                         At last it's Sunday night , Mama and I prayed our prayers . We got in the bed and she told me a story about Bro Rabbit. It was so funny , I asked her to tell it again.  Mama also sang-ed me a song . I woke up , it was Monday morning . By the way I had a dog name spot, I use to tell spot everything  . I told spot about the horse .  I was so happy  that I made up a song about it.  Spot and I danced around the black pot in the back yard . In the winter time we use to hang clothes out side on the clothesline and they would freeze  and be stiff as a board with a frosty , icey , look. For some reason  I especially liked taken in the icy clothes. We worked hard for everything even clean clothing. 

 Little did I know that I would soon learn the less-ion of my life about ease dropping . The ladies came in one by one. They all were carrying  bag's of horse food..  I was so Happy went straight to the kitchen . Mama had tea cakes , pound cake , Hot Coco  and lemon Meringue pie. out for her guest. They soon sent me out of the room

. Mama knew about my ease dropping . She was a st rick  disciplinarian .  She believed in raising a child. right. So this time when I went out side the room all I could hear was whispering and laughter..  You see ,      I was not suppose to know a bout the horse in the first place.  I listen as hard as I could . I still could not here a word. I went outside of the house ,to listen outside the kitchen. It turned out that the word got back to  Mama .  She knew I had been ease dropping    because the whole town knew about the horse that was going to stay in Mrs. Ruth house. Thanks to me. I had already invited all the kids  over to pet  the horse.

 Preacher Parker  own the nearest old mule Nelly.    A certain time of the year , like clock work you could .see  Preacher Parker and Nelly plowing the garden.  Nelly use to get dirty. so she had to stay outside. Before Mama's youngest child left home , she was my everything.  My Aunt Cat. I thought she belong to me. We use to Wait until Mama went to sleep and we would sneak the animals in at night.( Spot and the cats ) She knew what we were doing .She was so sweet ..

                      At last Mama called me in the house. She said : come in Rattail we are ab out to go look at the horses. Are you ready ? I said  Yes Maim.. Rattail looked up at Mama  in awe saying: Mama are you saying we are getting more than one horse ? Yes baby , she answered we are getting three. My heart beat so fast , I could not say another word. Mama took my hand and slowly lead me to the door where the horses were. The Ladies followed .    I was so happy . Mama was coming around we were going to shear the house with horses

. That side of the house was not heated that day. I open the door a cold wind rushed right pass my face. There they were three horses covered in white sheets. I learned a good lesson that day. It turned out that the horses were  what they used to quilt with. They were wooden and  more than one person could sew on the quilt at a time. The lesson was to listen closer next time.

                       Mean while those days would soon come to an end ,  Rattail was    going to taste , the  bitterness of her mothers   fists  and the  cruelty of  a woman. scorn. She would secretly wear  the print of spiders webs , or a map underneath her cloths. and more.  Dear God be with me.