Monday was Field Day for one of the homeschool groups in Richmond. We heard about it and went and had a tremendous amount of fun with the other children and parents. And, of course, some bright red sunburns. Wouldn't you know it? We'd had so much rain and so many overcast days that none of us were expecting the bright, strong sunshine to come out in such brilliancy. But it did, and we got burned. :)
So when Mom and I arrived at the Sewing Circle bright and early Tuesday morning, all the ladies wanted to know "what were we doing that we got such red faces?" And after we told them, the leader of the group - a very clever older woman who knows pretty much everything anyone could want to know about sewing, crocheting, knitting, embroidery, and every other handcraft - told us about the time she applied for a job teaching home economics at a high school in Augusta, GA.
There she was, being interviewed by a whole board of directors, when the man asked her, "You're from Kentucky?"
"Yes, I am."
"Well then, do you consider yourself a redneck?"
Now the poor lady is thinking, what kind of question is this? She gives the best answer she can give: "Well, that all depends on what you're callin' a redneck. Where I'm from in eastern Kentucky, a redneck is a farmer who's been workin' outside with no protection and therefore has a literal red neck from the sun. If that's what you mean, then no, because I tan all over. But if you have another meanin', I don't know."
To which the man sat back and howled in laughter. When he had regained his composure, he asked again more clearly. "The issue here is that we've got a lot of black students in our schools. We need to know whether or not you are prejudiced."
"Well, why didn't you ask me that in the first place? No, I'm not prejudiced either. The only thing I'm prejudiced against is bad behavior!"
Good answer, Mrs. Combs, good answer!