Angie Watson_ Big Sandy High School (watsona1@ten-nash.ten.k12.tn.us) from 170.143.5.134 at 09/23/96 11:18PM
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    I think our mothers have to be one of the funniest things about the South. My mother's name is Lorita, not Loretta, but she'll answer to either because she has been raised to be polite even if you are wrong. She can smell anything. She can smell a fire 30 miles away. "What's that smell," she'll say. "What smell?" I'll say. The next day, we will pass a house that is burnt to the ground. She'll look at me with a smug smile. My mother also hears things. Last summer in Florida, my mother became brave and decided to get in the ocean with me and my cousins, Ruper, Sissy, and Tubber. As we stood in a line and jumped the waves, she said, "Who said that?" "What?" I said. "Some man said 'Be careful,'" she answered. "Do you think it was God?" Well, we all got out of the water. The next day in the paper, my mother read us an article that said two boys had been attacked by sharks just a few feet down from us. "I'm always right," she'll say.