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Rachelr

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i was born in chicago, and i'm a city girl at heart. i was trapped in the suburbs of atlanta, GA for the majority of my young life, but now i'm 20 and living and learning in charleston, SC. i'm an english and women's and gender studies major at the college of charleston, with a minor in african amer...

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my southern heritage

I’ll admit, I spend a lot of my time condemning my Southern roots. My mom’s family as far back as it can go is from southern Georgia and South Carolina, I go to school in Charleston, but I’ll be quick to tell you I was born in Chicago...despite the fact that I moved to Marietta, GA when I was a ripe old 3 years of age. I hate sweet tea. I’m a bleeding heart liberal. I enjoy speaking in grammatically correct terms, and you’ll I never hear me say y’all. But, there are a few things about it that I must admit, I do enjoy about what is most definitely now my home.

One of those things is the uniquely southern vocabulary that I’m hard-pressed to actually find anybody using these days. But when, on occasion, I hear my grandma (”Memaw”) call my younger cousins things like “sugar” and “butterbean,” I can’t help but smile to myself and think hey, maybe there are a few endearing things about the otherwise usually intolerable (for me) Deep South.

Here are a few others I enjoy....

“Fussed at” (as in, he fussed at me)

“Ugly” (as in, don’t be ugly to your sister)

“Got to” (as in, we got to talking last night...)

“Town” (as in, I’ve got to go into town today to blah blah blah...I like how this one doesn’t say anything specific, just town)

and of course “real” (as in, i’m real tired today)

And lots of other fun words that you just don’t hear anywhere else, like “hose pipe” and “supper” and a ton more that I just can’t think of that are just as great. But when I hear them, they remind me of my family, and of summers spent on my grandma’s front porch and playing at the pond. And those are really my favorite things about the south anyway.