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Once in the country there was a little boy; every morning that he would go to the table with his little two sisters and brothers, you know, he would go there, he couldn't talk but his mother didn't know what was wrong with him so... she would go to the table in the morning, she would fix for breakfast, she'd fix toast and coffee, enough, coffee for the tin, toast for the eggs for the church, then she would ask and say, 'what you want this morning?' Oh mama, toast and milk, you know things like that you know. But the little old boy he couldn't talk good, so she asked him say 'what you want son'? Said 'sa-sa-a I want-t t-t-t-' She said 'Hush'. Say 'I tell you what to do. You just hush, I just go bring you what I bring the rest of 'em, cause one of these days I'm gonna learn you how to talk.'
She goin' back and she fixes, the next morning same thing. 'So what would you children want this morning?' 'Butter 'n toast mama.' Get around to the little old boy, say 'What you want'? He say, 'bu-bu-bu- bu-bu-bu...' she say 'Lord, have mercy,' that's what mama said and she walked away, say 'wonder what's wrong with my child?'
He heard her. But you know the little boy couldn't do no better. So after he'd find out that mama couldn't understand him, and he couldn't understand the way his mama was doin' him, he packed up his little flower sack, and he decide that he would leave.
So when he left, on his way, he run up on a old rollin' mill, what they call Mister Charlie's. So he walked up to mister Charlie, mister Charlie was workin' round in his rose bushes 'n things... so he taps him: 'mi-mi-mi...' say 'Mister!' But he didn't know his name that time. The man straightened up and said 'my name is mister Charlie'. He say 'mi-mi-ch-ch-ch-ch-' He said 'but boy I ain't got to fool with you, you can't work.' He said, 'me-me can work!'
So the man went on workin' and he'd tap him again. He said 'me-me-me wanna home'. He said 'look, boy, I've got a old bunk house out in the back,' said 'and if you promise me that you will stay in this bunk house, and watch my mill, and keep the fire from burning my mill down,' say 'I live two blocks up the road,' say 'and if you see the mill's on fire, say you run up and tell me the mill's on fire, you got a home and meal as long as I've got it.' 'Ta-ta-ta-ta-thank you mister Charlie.' So the little old boy went to bunkin' that night.
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