This was when we moved to Florence. My daughter—. The schools
weren't good enough, so I decided I ought to send her to Ashley Hall in
Charleston. She went there. He went to the fifth grade, and he came home
shortly after he started and he said—. I was on my way to the
plant and getting ready and he said, "Dad, I don't want to go
to school." I said, "Mark, why don't you want to go to
school?" He said, "Well, the kids have all hooks that
they hang coats on and their jackets with their names on them. I don't
have a hook with my name on it.'" He said,
Page 8"I'm not sure I can find the seat that's assigned to
me." Then he started to cry and he said, "Dad, I can't
understand what the teacher is saying." The teacher was a Mrs.
Singleterry from Charleston, South Carolina who had a heavy Charleston
brogue. A few weeks later — this is how quickly children adapt
— he came home and said, "Do you know what a perd and
a sittence is?" I said, "No." He said,
"A perd is what you put at de end of da sittence."
Then he came home another time and he said, "Did you know the
Great Lakes were filled with salt water?" I said,
"Mark, we lived in Michigan. You know the Great Lakes are fresh
water." He said, "Well, I'll tell you. There's a fifth
grade class in South Carolina that's growing up that's been taught that
the Great Lakes are salt water." I said, "Well, why
don't you speak up?" He said, "You don't tell Mrs.
Singleterry anything." So those were interesting experiences.