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Publié par | Xlibris US |
Date de parution | 25 août 2022 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9781669844105 |
Langue | English |
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Extrait
My Soul Looks Back and Wonder
Janet Harrison Mason
Copyright © 2022 by Janet Harrison Mason.
Library of Congress Control Number:
2022915647
ISBN:
Hardcover
978-1-6698-4412-9
Softcover
978-1-6698-4411-2
eBook
978-1-6698-4410-5
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Rev. date: 08/24/2022
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Contents
Acknowledgments
Dedication
Chapter 1 Tell Me More, Momeece
Chapter 2 Humble Beginnings
Chapter 3 Not the Cotton-picking Kind
Chapter 4 The Black Bag
Chapter 5 My Brother, Herbert “Blue Boy”
Chapter 6 Me and Ruth “White Rabbit”
Chapter 7 Lunchtime
Chapter 8 The Strawberry Patch
Chapter 9 My Early School Experiences
Chapter 10 My Transitory Teen Years
Chapter 11 Miller Street School—Again
Chapter 12 The Beginning with Cephus Harold
Chapte13 Boarding School in Bordentown, New Jersey
Chapter 14 Job Search Careers for Colored Girls
Chapter 15 March on Washington
Chapter 16 Higher Education
Chapter 17 The Links
Chapter 18 Harrison Family Reunion
Chapter 19 Don’t Want More Homework
Chapter 20 AKA Membership
Chapter 21 Obtaining an Ed.D. – Dr. Janet Mason
Chapter 22 Teaching at the University of South Carolina (USC)
Chapter 23 Public School Consultant
Chapter 24 Most Memorable Family Cruise with Grandchildren
Chapter 25 Janet Mason Dance Scholarship
Acknowledgments
This story of my exceptional life is being shared at the insistence of many people, both friends and relatives. Since the inception of this autobiography, just recently, I have mourned the loss of my dear sister, Ruth Gibson, fondly known as “White Rabbit.” Although she has passed away, I have many warm memories of our childhood, and I continue to miss her presence.
A young woman, Lana Dotson, and her three children, who moved to our neighborhood in South Carolina from Georgia, became a member of our church. After we became friends, I told her about my beginning efforts to write a book of my life story.
After my husband died, I was very lonely, and Lana agreed to move in with me. At that time, her three children were young adults. Jordon, her oldest son, had moved to the Midwest. Jarrett, her youngest son, was in college, and Justice, her middle child, a girl, had taken a job in Florida. Once Lana moved in with me, the book of my life story seriously began. Lana did all the typing, which greatly encouraged me to keep the story going.
Thank you, Lana, for your patience in producing the typed product. Without your skill and patience, this book would have taken much longer to reach completion.
I gave the first draft to my daughter, Joy. Subsequently, Joy sent me several topics I had omitted. She cited these topics as stories I had shared with her and her brother when they were growing up; thus, I was helped and encouraged by Joy and several other people to record my life story.
Dedication
I dedicate this to my granddaughter Natalie—she is my ultimate influence.
Chapter 1
Tell Me More, Momeece
In the summer of 2013, after Natalie finished her first year in college at San Diego State University in California with a 3.8 academic average, her grandfather, my beloved husband of fifty-eight years, and I were very proud of her success. We called Natalie on the west coast to share our delight in her achievement and offered her a reward of her choice for such an outstanding first year in college.
To our delight and surprise, Natalie requested a round-trip ticket to come and visit for a week with the two of us. I questioned, “Are you sure you want to travel from San Diego, California, to rural South Carolina to spend a week with two senior citizens? I mean, how much fun can that be?” Natalie responded that she did not know enough about our early lives, especially mine. She informed me that her father, our son, David, had shared a little of what he knew of my early childhood in South Carolina. With too little details, she was eager to learn more about what it was like to grow up a poor bi-racial motherless child in the thirties and forties. Natalie clearly stated she wanted to spend the time exclusively with us with no activities, such as the theater, shopping, or other distractions.
During her visit, her grandfather and I had an unprecedented amount of time to share our past lives with Natalie in response to her well-thought-out questions. She seemed amazed as she learned more of the details of my very humble beginnings as the ninth of ten children, some of whom had a white father and a black mother.