The Sistas of Hooverville County E-Book

Sherry Moss Walraven

• Herausgeber: Proisle Publishing Services
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 180

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

The Sista's of Hooverville County have been playing tricks and pranks on people for as long as they were able to walk. Their cousins Jake and Joe, who was the boys of the Sheriff in town, helped the girls in some of their pranks. Their parents knew what they did, and was punished, if needed. The girls grew up in this book from Kindergarten to adulthood. They still loved to have fun. Most of the people in the County knew the girls and decided if no one was harmed or killed, then they were okay with the girls' fun. Even when they were married, they made their wedding a fun activity. They gave up their activities when they grew up to be adults. Their best trick was in church when their frog jumped up on the head of a Deacon, but that was when they were much younger. Join the kids while they grow up and make good men and women. The parents often laughed and had fun themselves, but not to the measure the kids did. Everything was going well until one of the girls were taken by some mean men. Then all pranks were off. They come from a strong family who help each other when the times got rough.

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The Sistas of Hooverville County

By

Sherry Moss Walraven

© Copyright 2024 by Sherry Moss Walraven

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This Book is for two special ladies,

who are my friends, but best of all,

they are my Sista’s in Christ.

They are my Dazzle and Delight.

“Best friends make you laugh, Even when you can’t smile.”

-Unknown

Friends are Blessings.

The pranks in this book

were made up by the author.

Whether they are guilty of these things

or not, we may never know.

INTRODUCTION

Part One-Dazzle and DelightKindergarten

Chapter One

Elementary School

For a great number of Southerners, we can truly say we were raised in the land of cotton, just like in the song, “Dixie.” It’s where cotton used to flourish down long rows of fluffy white cotton making the fields look like a large white blanket until the pickers came. Later, people didn’t need to pick cotton by hand due to the machine called a Columbine that picked the cotton itself and took it to the Gin for processing.

One of our favorite things to do is sitting on the front porch, laid back in rocking chairs, or a swing while watching the hummingbirds flutter over the bright flowers with family and friends. They sometimes talk about the weather with conversations like, “Do you think that dark cloud is going to blow in a rain?”

Some people say our words are said slower, and our days are too long, but most of all, our faith is strong. Going to church on Sundays is not a chore. It is a privilege to be able to go worship the Lord.

This story is not only about the South, but about two fun-loving Sista’s who like to have fun. They are strong-willed young ladies. Their names are Dazzle and Delight. They are pretty brown/blonde haired little ladies. They were only one year apart in age. Dazzle was a little bossy toward her Sista, but Delight is a good sport about it. Delight often tries to get her Sista not to do something she shouldn’t do. Everyone in Hoverville County knew, or have heard of the Sista’s, and some of the escapades they have had. They were only eight and nine eight years old, but they sure like to have fun. Fun runs through their veins.

Dazzle and Delight live with their parents, Ruth and Russel, on a small farm. Their daughters sure did like to play a joke on people, even on each other. The girls were walking home from school one day and decided it was too hot to walk, so they stopped by the side of the road because they spotted some honeysuckle bushes.

They really liked to pull the stem out of the middle of the bloom. A person can pull the stem out and get a treat at the end of the stem. A small drop of Nectar from the honeysuckle will drop on your tongue when you pull the stem out of the bloom. The nectar was not enough for a cool drink on a hot Georgia afternoon, and man-oh-man those were the days with heat and humidity that would make a person sweat in places they didn’t know you could sweat.

This perfect day in April while getting the honeysuckle nectar, Dazzle didn’t see what Delight saw. Dazzle bent over and when she rose back up, she had a long snake on her hand and threw it on her Sista. Delight began to dance around on the side of the road until Dazzle felt sorry for her and got the snake off her. She wouldn’t let her Sista be eaten by a rotten ole snake.

“Why did you do that?” Delight was still infuriated. She thought she may never go outside again where the snakes were hiding from the mean ole people.

“Ah, it was only a little rat snake. You were okay. I wouldn’t have let it bite you, because I know I would have gotten a whooping, for sure. If you tell Daddy about this, I will tie you to a tree and I will leave home, and no one will know where to find you.” Dazzle said as she gave an evil laugh.

“I promise I won’t tell him,” Delight started laughing. She knew her Sista wouldn’t tell on her unless it was something terrible she had done.

Dazzle started laughing and called Delight a Kindergarten drop-out, and that didn’t sit too well with Delight. Dazzle didn’t see Delight when she jumped on her back and took Dazzle down in the dirt. Delight could be tough when provoked. It didn’t happen too often, but when Delight was angry, she could be fierce.

Delight wasn’t a Kindergarten drop-out. She just failed Kindergarten last year. Now she is in the same class with Dazzle. Dear Lord help that poor teacher. She doesn’t know what she is in for this year. The teacher had heard of these girls and was hoping for the best this year.

The teacher, who was only twenty years old, got up in front of the room and told the class they were going to learn more about the alphabet. The girls thought they had already learned all about that dang ole alphabet.

“We have already been over the sounds of each of the letters. Susie, would you give us a word that begins with an A?” The teacher was smiling like a cat sitting in a bowl of milk.

“Yes Ma’am, I believe aggravation begins with an A.”

“Very good, Susie,” the teachers smiled. The teacher smiled all the time. She looked too young to be a teacher, but she was kind of pretty. She wore high heels making all the little girls want to wear some also. The teacher wore dresses that came down way below her knocked knees.

“Delight, can you give us a work that begins with a S?” The teacher looked at Delight while she was thinking of her word.

“Yes, Ma’am, my word is Sissy just like Mandy up in the front row.” The teacher looked at Delight and wondered why she would say such a thing.

“Now, Delight, was not a nice thing to say?” the teacher was devastated. This was this teacher’s first year of teaching. She wore long skirts every day to school. The kids wondered why she didn’t fall on her skirt, because it was long as her legs.

Delight smiled at the teacher and said, “Well, it’s not a cuss word, so it can’t be too bad.”

The teacher looked at Dazzle, but she changed her mind about asking Delight a word. She didn’t know what might come out of her little mouth. The teacher shook her head. Now, she knows what others have been talking about. Her first year of teaching may be her last if things don’t get better.

Dazzle raised her hand and Delight thought the teacher was going to faint. She must not have a sense of humor. Dazzle has a talent of making teachers distressed. Sometimes, Delight had to often tell her Sista to be quiet. “Dazzle you may give me a word that begins with a T.”

Dazzle was smiling. “My word is Turd.”

After the class stopped laughing, the teacher asked Dazzle to come up to her desk. That didn’t bother Dazzle at all because she had been to the teacher’s desk all her school years.

“Miss Dazzle, you may write a whole page of Ts, and think of why this was not appropriate language for a young lady. You shouldn’t say words that would hurt somebody.

“Yes, Ma’am, I won’t say turd ever again, Miss teacher.”

“My name is Lily Sue Jones. You shall call me Miss Jones.” She thought she would give the kids a break from naming words. She had no idea some of the kids would say words they shouldn’t say.

“Miss Jones, do you have a boyfriend?”

“Miss Dazzle, that has nothing to do with our lesson of the alphabet. You may sit down now.”

“Well, I’m going to get me a boyfriend even if I need to tie him to a telephone pole. I’m going to look after school today. He must be very handsome and likes cakes. If he can drive, that is a plus also.”

Chapter Two

The Snake

“I guess the snake wasn’t as bad as when I was a baby, and you put me in the trash can and put the lid on it,” Delight argued. “Mama heard me crying and finally found her younger baby. She couldn’t believe what her big Sista did to her baby Sista. She knew she would have to keep her eyes on Miss Dazzle.” When they first brought Delight home from the hospital, Dazzle thought it was a boy because she didn’t have any hair.

“Apparently, it didn’t hurt you much. You’re still here to tell the story,” Dazzle said with a sassy smile.

“Mama never told me why you did that.” Delight’s smile was larger than her face.

“Well, you were just a baby and you cried constantly, so I thought you were such a cry baby Mama would have taken you out of the trash can and taken you back to the hospital and get me a brother,” Dazzle started laughing and couldn’t stop until Delight jumped on Dazzle’s back and began to pull her hair and beat her on the back. Delight didn’t get angry too many times. She was somewhat calmer than her Sista. That didn’t bother Dazzle because she knew she was mean to her Sista sometimes. Mama doesn’t like it, and sometimes, she gets a whooping with Daddy’s razor strap. Daddy can really deliver a right smart of pain with his razor strap.

“Oh well, all’s well that ends well. Just think about it. You got a great sister who loves you and never gets you in trouble.” That is when Delight ran up to her Sista and pushed her down in the ditch that had water in it. Dazzle didn’t take that too well, so the girls, who were in the middle of the dirt road, began fighting like two old junk yard dogs. They forgot they had on a dress.

Delight started laughing when Dazzle’s dress in the back blew up with the wind showing Dazzle’s new underwear. When she noticed what had happened, she ran to get Delight, but Delight ran a bit faster than a greyhound dog.

When they got to the front porch of their house, Mama Ruth ran out with her hickory stick. Both girls got a good dose of the hickory that day, but of course, that wasn’t the first time she had to use her hickory on those girls.

They could be lively when they wanted to be. They were used to getting into trouble, so it didn’t bother them too much, especially when they put a book in the back of their underwear when they knew they were fixin to get a whooping. That eased the pain some.

“When are you girls going to begin to like each other? Now, you little fighters, go to your room and think about what you did and was it the right thing to do, and I don’t want to hear any arguing between you little girls.” Mama Ruth just shook her head as she walked back to the kitchen to fix supper.

“Mama, Dazzle started it. She punched me right in the face. Now, I’m going to be ugly with a huge bruise all my life.” Dazzle put her arm around her sister and told her she will never be ugly.

“Whip her, Mama,” Dazzle said in a dark evil voice. Mama almost whooped Dazzle herself.

Delight hollered, “Dazzle is telling a lie, Mama. She needs a whooping.” That’s what started another fight. Mama jumped right in and told both girls to sit down and stare each other in the eyes and apologize to each other. Mama walked out of their room.

Dazzle looked at her Sista and said, “Yeah, that’s going to happen. I’m going to bed. Good night little turd.”

Chapter Three

Church Service

“Oh no, here comes Daddy, and he is going to give you a whooping that will make your butt sting for a week. That is when Dazzle ran away, and she would have made it, but her Daddy caught her before she could get very far, and she would have made it too if Daddy hadn’t caught her. He knew she could run fast, but her Daddy’s legs were a lot longer than Dazzle’s. She was in trouble now.

The next morning, which was a Sunday, Mama started hollering at the girls to get out of bed and get ready for church. “It’s our time to feed the preacher and his family for lunch today. I’ve got to fry the chicken and finish the peach cobbler. You girls get up like I told you now, or I’ll tell your Daddy.”

“Okay, we are up,” Delight said with a sassy smile, because they really were not up. She was hoping Mama or Daddy didn’t come in their room. Daddy had a mean razor strap that has been used before on his little girls. Most of the time he just threatened them. They think he can’t bring himself to really hurt them, so he just tells them that to make them think he is going to whoop them.

“Russel, see if those girls are out of bed yet,” Mama Ruth was getting agitated while she was trying to finish her lunch for the preacher. She was nearly finished, and those girls better be ready to go.

“Yes, Ma’am. I’m on it,” Russel said as he gave a large smile. He knew those girls were most likely still in bed. They may not be asleep, but there are still in bed. He really loved his little pesky girls.

The girls finally were ready to go to church. It wasn’t too far from their house, so they walked to church on Sundays, unless it was raining, but today the sun was shining brightly. If it had been raining, Daddy would have to drive Old Granny. It was the oldest and ugliest car in the whole county. It was an antique. Daddy always called the car ‘Old Granny’.

This shinny Spring Sunday, Dazzle stopped when she saw two bullfrogs on the side or the road, so she stopped and put them in her back pocket. The others didn’t even notice. The choir director was on the front porch talking to her Mama. She was showing off her new dress. It had big wide pockets. Dazzle’s eyes got bigger and bigger as she saw what was going to be her bullfrog’s new home.

She looked around to make sure no one was watching, and slowly put one bullfrog in each of the two pockets without the choir director even having a clue what she had done.

Miss Lila had the congregation slap dab in the middle of “When the Roll is Called up Yonder”, and that’s when it all happened. It sure wasn’t a good thing, but it turned out to be funny for the congregation.

In the middle of the song, where the pause was, everyone could see that something was wrong. Everyone heard the loud ribbit of a large bullfrog. It jumped out of the choir director’s big pocket. Miss Lila jumped up on the piano bench and knocked the piano player right off on the floor as she landed on her behind near the piano. The preacher was going to help Miss Alma up off the floor, but she must have weighed in at near to three hundred pounds or so, not to mention she was eighty-five years old. So, two of the deacons went to help.

While Miss Lila was still at the piano bench just singing away, the other bullfrog decided he would jump out. The frog jumped out of the pocket and landed on the head of Deacon Stokes, and all three men dropped Poor old Miss Alma flat on the floor.

She was crying like an abandoned dog, and the deacon with the bullfrog on his head started jumping up and down, shouting and singing “What a Day That Will Be.”

On the way home from church, Mama kept crying and saying: the preacher will never eat with us again. “What got into, you, Miss Dazzle? I should let your Daddy bust your behind, young lady. You need to stop playing with such things as bullfrogs.

“I’m sorry, Mama. I don’t know what got into me. I will try my best to be better in church from now on.” Dazzle gave a large smile. The girl never gives up.

“It wasn’t me, Mama Ruth. Delight did it,” Dazzle was trying her best to get out of this situation. Sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn’t work. Dazzle had more of the hickory than Delight. Neither one of the girls were good all the time, but they really loved those girls. They didn’t like to have the need to whoop them.

“Miss Delight,” Mama said with a frown on her aggravated face. “You are getting a whooping when we get home,” Mama Ruth said in a mad voice. It wasn’t good to make Mama Ruth angry. Mama doesn’t use a razor strap. She uses her wooden spoon. She has broken many wooden spoons on the ones who deserved the spoon of correction.

That’s when Dazzle tip-toed toward the back door and began running away to her grandmother’s house. Perhaps, she will make it this time without her Daddy chasing and bringing her back. Delight thought she should stay with grandmother for a while.

Later that afternoon their grandfather came tootling down the road with his granddaughter in tow. Dazzle got her whooping and a good talking-to.

Her granddad had a huge smile on his face as he cranked his old Ford truck and started for home. He was thinking that those granddaughters of his were indeed a delight to have in his family.

Russel and Ruth were proud of their daughters, but sometimes they were not so proud. They both had long brown/blonde hair. Dazzle was a touch bossy, while Delight was the calmer of the two. Dazzle was tough and Delight has a sweet disposition.

Delight liked to help her Mama in the kitchen, while Dazzle helps her dad with the outdoor chores. They sure were different, and that is okay. Delight often, while helping her Mama in the kitchen, she stops and stares at her beautiful Mama wishing she could be just like her. She wished she was pretty like her Mama.

Both girls have nice smiles and make good grades in school, and to top it off they are pretty, but they don’t think so. Their Mama tells them all the time they are pretty, but they don’t believe her.

“Girls, one day you are going to be gorgeous.” Mama Ruth said with a huge smile at her smart and generous girls.

“Just when is that gorgeous thing going to kick in?” Delight was wondering.

“Maybe when you get in high school you young ladies will knock the boys off their rocker staring at you lovely ladies,” Mama Ruth dried her hands on the dish towel and walked out of the room. She knew her little girls were going to grow up one day. She knew they would be gone one day and she dreaded the tears she would shed when that happened.

Part Two-Dazzle and DelightMiddle School

Chapter Four

Look out, Middle School

Much to the amazement of Mama Ruth and Daddy Russel, Dazzle and Delight made it to middle school. Mama Ruth thought it had to be a miracle from the Lord. Everyone in the school knew the two girls never did their work or even their homework. The other students didn’t like that Dazzle and Delight got promoted when some of the students didn’t do their work either, but they were having to stay another year with the same teacher. Daddy Russel sat thinking that the teacher is going to love having both of his daughters in her class this year. Then he started laughing.

“How did they get promoted?” Susie asked.

Jolie spoke up and told the other girls that her mom had it all figured out. She thinks the girls got promoted because the teacher didn’t want them back in her class, so the teacher gave them good grades.

Dazzle and Delight heard every word the gossipy girls at the next table said. Dazzle wanted to go beat them up, but Delight talked her out of it.