Sunday, November 22, 2015
pecans
I was eight when we moved to Georgia. To better assimilate, I quickly picked up the local accent, including the pronunciation of "pee-can." Mother, born and raised in Virginia, tolerated my "you reckon" and "bray-yud", but on this she drew a firm line in the Georgia red clay. "No ma'am," she said, "it's puh-kahn. A pee-can is something folks without indoor plumbing keep under their beds on cold winter nights."
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When we moved to SC and I went to high school everyone went out to the pee-can groves at lunchtime. I seriously had no idea what they were saying. I would just say,"no thanks", 'cause I didn't want to appear stupid. It finally dawned on me long afterwards what they were saying. Hahaha.
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