The Nankipooh School Series

The Nankipooh Enquirer

"Covers the South like Sorghum Syrup"

P. O. Box 1849

Nankipooh, Georgia

Editor in Chief: Colonel Bascomb Biggers 

Ace Reporter : Scoop Biggers 

bascombbiggers@bellsouth.net

 

THE NANKIPOOH SCHOOL SERIES

"2nd grade at Nankipooh School"   My mama was from Nankipooh, Georgia and my daddy was from Napa California.  When they split up, Mama and me moved to Nankipooh from Napa, California in 1953, when I was seven years old.  I had gone to kindergarten in the town of Napa, and then attended the first grade at a Napa County School, so Nankipooh Elementary was my third school in the first three years in my life as a student.  Now, I don't remember a lot about that first year at Nankipooh, I don't even remember the second grade teacher's name.   What I do remember about the second grade, was that my voice was different from the other kids, which to them meant that I was a Yankee, since I didn't have a southern accent.  I tried to explain that I was a cowboy from California, and I really didn't know what a Yankee was, but it didn't make any difference.  Everyday at recess in the front school yard we would play Civil War.  Me and the two twins would be the Yankee Army and the other dozen little boys would be the Confederate Army.  We all had sticks that we pretended to be rifles, and the Confederates would chase us all over the playground around the swings and teeter-totters, until recess was over and then they would hit us with their sticks, and it would be over until the next day.   Now I don't mean to say that I didn't like a good game of "Army" when I was seven, but I started trying to learn right then how to talk like a southerner.  Somewhere about half the way through the third grade, I got it right, and I didn't have to be a Yankee any more.   "3rd grade at Nankipooh School"   By the time I got to the third grade, I still didn't know the kids in my class very well, as I had not wanted to spend my summer between second and third grades playing "Civil War".  My Grandpa ran a little country store, and when I wasn't playing with my two cousins, Susie and Mary, I was at the little house next door to the store, playing with the two little black girls, Brenda and Sissie, who lived there.  One day their mama, who was a good cook, had fixed some cornbread that was sure enough good, and she gave some to us with a glass of buttermilk.  The girls started crumbling up the cornbread into their buttermilk, and made it look really good.  Now I had tried buttermilk before, but didn't like it because of the sour taste, but they made it seem so good that I just had to try it.  Well I crumbled the hot cornbread up into my glass and took a big swallow, and it was so awful tasting that I spit it out all over the kitchen.  Their mama almost died laughing, and said "son, you shore ain't no southern boy yet!"   The bright spot in the third grade was the teacher Mrs. Revelle.  She made school interesting, and also was a kind and loving teacher.  I guess she felt a little sorry for me since I was still the "new kid", so she gave me a little extra help, and even took me home to spend the night at her house one time. With her help I was learning at school, and also learning how to be a southern boy, and talk the right way.  By the time the third grade was over, I talked a lot like a southerner, but to this day I still don't like buttermilk, but I shore do love cornbread!      "SOUTHERN BOY" WITH GRANDMA AT BIGGERS GROCERY 1953 "Napa Cowboy" Riding "Hoppy" - 1952              Scoop Biggers   https://www.facebook.com/bascombbiggers This article can be viewed at the blogsite : http://thenankipoohenquirer.blogspot.com/ Online at: http://cumminghome.com/        The Nankipooh Enquirer also can be found on AOL Patch sites: Dunwoody and Oconee and others http://dunwoodypatch.com  - http://oconeepatch.com/ (If you like these articles, forward them along to others.  The Nankipooh Enquirer needs all the coverage it can get!) BASCOMB BIGGERS FOR PRESIDENT ! PLATFORM PLANK #9-Make Fried Catfish the National Dinner MAKE "REAL VALUE" THE NATIONAL OBJECTIVE !

 

Scoop quotes Bascomb

The Nankipooh Enquirer

"Covers the South like Sorghum Syrup"

P. O. Box 1849,  Nankipooh, Georgia

Editor in Chief: Colonel Bascomb Biggers

Ace Reporter : Scoop Biggers 

bascombbiggers@bellsouth.net  
 

I was talking to Bascomb the other day, and I always try to listen to old folks when they talk, since they have been around long enough to have learned a few things.  Here are a few gems from old Bascomb.

 

                                                                      LIFE'S SECRETS 

There is no magic to success in life, but there are ways to achieve success which have been proven over time.

HONESTY - All men respect honesty, even those who are dishonest respect one who is.  When you are honest, you like yourself, which is one of the keys to success.

GOALS - Having goals helps establish the boundaries of your life.  Trying to reach what you want is part of knowing what you want.  Many times the journey is more rewarding than the destination, but getting there is important.

WORK - Anything worth having is worth working for, and usually the work itself is rewarding.

WEALTH - The accumulation of wealth is always less important than love of God, family, friends, and yourself.  It is however, necessary in the world we live in, just don't let the acquisition of wealth become more important than love.

TIME - Time is the least understood of all of life's secrets, and we usually only understand time when we are too old to use it wisely.  Time heals wounds and brings us riches if we use it wisely.  When you are young time is your friend, but when you are old it becomes your enemy.

 

As old Bascomb would say..."Now that's just the way I see it, and you can tell'em I said so."

 

(Bascomb's favorite quote: "The more men I meet, the better I like my dog.")

 

Scoop

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                                    BASCOMB BIGGERS FOR PRESIDENT !

 

 

Scoop's Quips #sb-11-14

The Nankipooh Enquirer "Covers the South like Sorghum Syrup"

P. O. Box 1849

Nankipooh, Georgia

Editor in Chief: Colonel Bascomb Biggers

Ace Reporter : Scoop Biggers 

bascombbiggers@bellsouth.net  

"Scoop's Quips"

THE INSIDE SCOOP

 

"Old Bascomb calls the Republicans and the Democrats the "Skunks and the Polecats" because he says they both stink.  Well I have been watching all of this campaign fever we have been going through to the tune of four to five billion in advertising expenses, and I can say, considering the plight of the American people, that this campaign really stinks."  Of course, the Professional Politicians, (Varmits) call it an opportunity for the American People to engage in a referendum on the state of their country.  I once had a boss that used to say , "We have no problems, just opportunities."  Well in the words of Old Bascomb, "You can call a hog pen a rose garden, but it still don't smell no better." 

 

Scoop  Biggers

 

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