Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Thursday, August 29, 2019
WELL-WATER
WELL-WATER AND BIG MAMA
As a little boy, I watched Big Mama toting water from their well to the house, as she did every day. One day, I tried to help her. She smiled; set down both buckets. Then she said "This water's too heavy, Larry, for a little boy like you." But I tried!
Sure enough! I could not begin to lift from the earth even one bucket of plain old Mississippi well-water, not to mention two. It was then and there, I acquired renewed respect for well water and for Big Mama!
Lessons learned as a child endure.