
Next week is our last week of school and on Wednesday we will be having a graduation ceremony type of thing. All year the school has had sort of a cowboy theme for everything and the teacher in my class thought the kids should do some songs and a dance for the parents at the ceremony. So all day we have been learning how to line dance. Usually with something like this I just sit back and watch, but my kid wasn't picking it up. So I had to get in line right next to him and dance along. It seems everyday that I'm down in the south, I become a bit more southern. Today I caught myself saying tin instead of ten. Its sad, really, it is... Even my writting is starting to sound southern. If I don't look over what I have written, there might me a "reckon" or a "fixin to" or a "done did" in there somewhere.. Oh well.
2 comments:
Love the picture! and I think you shouldn't fight it - living in the South for as long as you have is part of who you are now! And anyway, I can giggle away at the thought of you with a southern accent!
Thanks.. When I worked for KFC my accent came out really bad. I have given up fighting it, I just complain alot about it...
Post a Comment