On this day of honoring mothers, I am remembering a story about my own mother [who died in 2006]. As a young schoolgirl, my mother [born in 1923] was a good student and an excellent speller, although she only completed the 8th grade. During that period of time that was probably more education than many others of that era received. She grew up in hard times including what is named the Great Depression. Her family like many families survived by growing large gardens for vegetables.
In spite of the difficulties, she attended school those few years and did well... She did so well in Wewoka, Oklahoma that when the time came for a statewide spelling bee to be held Oklahoma City, she qualified. Many years later she told us, her family, how embarrassed she was, because she had to attend barefooted. Like a lot of youngsters during that time period, she did not own a pair of shoes. She attended the spelling bee barefooted and became the Oklahoma state spelling champion.
In spite of the difficulties, she attended school those few years and did well... She did so well in Wewoka, Oklahoma that when the time came for a statewide spelling bee to be held Oklahoma City, she qualified. Many years later she told us, her family, how embarrassed she was, because she had to attend barefooted. Like a lot of youngsters during that time period, she did not own a pair of shoes. She attended the spelling bee barefooted and became the Oklahoma state spelling champion.
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