Just Stories for the Young: The Boyyer Series

By S. E. Wilson III

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Oct 31, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465368522

S. E. Wilson III

S. Earl Wilson, III son of Samuel The Second with his niece Arlynnette Hamm. He was born and raised in Hattiesburg, Mississippi where he completed high school at Springfield Consolidated High School in 1950. Graduated from Morehouse College in Atlanta, Georgia in 1955. Was the first Black person or African-American to get a Master’s degree in science from the University of Southern Mississippi in 1970. He has taught science both in Mississippi and Rockland County, New York for a combined total of forty years. An ex-athlete himself, he captained both his high school’s football and basketball teams. He then earned four letters in football at Morehouse College and played one year of semi-professional football with the Fort Huachuca Arizona Raiders while in the military. During his forty years of reaching science, he has also coached the following sports: baseball (2 years), football (10 years), basketball (32 years), tennis (15 years), girls fast pitch softball (15 years), wrestling (1 year), track (5 years), soccer (2 years), and volleyball (1 year). Has won numerous championships and honors such as “Coach of the Year” more that once. He has also been associated with hockey and lacrosse. He has sixty hours above the Master’s degree earned at the University of Southern Mississippi, Tuskegee University, Jackson State University, Tougaloo College, Cannius College, The College of Saint Rose, North Carolina Central University, and the University of Wyoming. In 2001 he was called out of retirement to coach the Collins High School boys’ basketball team of Collins, Mississippi to a 15-10 record, and one first place tournament trophy. He attributes these tireless working habits as “taking after his daddy.”

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Copyright © 2011 by S. E. Wilson, III.

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Rev. date: 03/21/2013

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Contents

Eyes for Ida Ellington in Ovett, Mississippi

Tales for the Tinily

NURSERY RHYMES

Dr. Suess and Mother Goose

Little Black Boy, Little Black Girl

African Princess

Sweet Land

Little Ghetto Girl

Georgia Peach

Texas

Little Alabama Girl

Hector and Hannah

The Children on Gumbo Street

Marie Magee from Tennessee

The College President

Suntan Lotion

Little Boy Black

The Girl with Diabetes

Old and New Names

Aunt Bertha

Juanita Gomez and Jose Jimenez

Umberto Duran

At the Country Fair

American Cities

Sang, Sang, Sang

My Main Squeeze

The Other Us

Past—Present—Future

Supposes

Handicapped

All of Us

City, Country

Just a Dream

Caldonia’s Grand Daughter

GEORGE W. BUSH—THE BLACK BUSH

BOO BOO, DOUGH DOUGH, AND WEE WEE

THE DOG THAT WOULD NOT BARK

FROM PROMISE LAND TO PROMISE LAND

Their Journey Ends

1924—Thirteen Years Old

The Introduction

The Journey Begins

UNDER THE RAINBOW

DREAD LOCKS

Freddie Fluker

Where this leads me, I do not know.

Wherever it takes me, I shall go.

I do not yet understand the complexities of my own mind

But I’ll not attempt to go it alone and leave you behind.

You must travel with me through ambiguity and complexity.

I cannot travel this route alone;

By my side is where you belong.

What sense I make you will know.

If I should fall with every blow.

My friend,

Through thick and thin!

YOU!

THE BOYYER SERIES

In case you didn’t know, my nickname is Boyyer—a mispronunciation of the word boy by my twin older sisters, Betty Lula and Johnnie Heneritta Wilson, at two years of age. When told by my parents that I was a boy, they repeated boyyer and continued to do so. So it stuck. I am to family folks and close friends Boyyer.

Since this happened in my younger days, I am devoting this series to younger people. If you are a sentimentalist and older, then you also qualify to read. From ages 8 to 81.

I shall give my characters no race, creed, religion, or color. It’s up to you!!!!

S.E.W., III

Afro/American, Black, Colored,

or Negro with a mixture of

Caucasian and American Indian

All of these made me who and

what I am.

The rooster crowed, the hens laid eggs, and McDonald Harris grew older each day on his farm right outside of Taylorsville, Mississippi. His name was McDonald, he had a farm and he had

Eyes for

Ida

Ellington

in

Ovett, Mississippi

way over in Jones County, about 40 miles away.

On his farm there were some ducks that quacked regularly, but not at set intervals. There too were chickens mingling with the ducks who also clucked in addition to turkeys that gobbled. The dogs barked and the cattle mooed.

When McDonald Harris thought of the girl he loved, Ida Ellington, way over in Ovett, the sounds on his farm faded into oblivion and the thought of her not being there on his farm with him only made him lonely and melancholy.

Why he could not convince her to marry him and move to his farm behooved him. They both were sure of their love for each other. They both were single and somewhat mature in age, he 41 and she 39.

What did Ovett have that Taylorsville didn’t? Her kin folks? Her being the sole owner of her house and 50 acres of land? Her cats and dogs that she could well transport with her?

Ida was pretty. No, she was cute. Her hair was curly, and her face was angelic with perfect teeth and a smile warm enough to melt snow which did not exist in this part of the world, Ovett, Mississippi, an unincorporated community in southeastern Jones County, Mississippi, U.S.A., west of the DeSoto National Forrest and Highway 15, near Laurel, Mississippi. Although unincorporated, Ovett possessed a post office with a zip code of 39464. It is a part of the Laurel micropolitan statistical area.

Ida’s beauty was accentuated by her body measurements of 34-24-33. Her feet were small and always, except when she swam or slept, were encased with expensive shoes purchased at the Sawmill Mall in Laurel, the Turtle Creek Mall in Hattiesburg, or malls in Jackson or New Orleans.

When you saw her dressed or undressed, you’d have to holler E I. E. I. Oh !!!!

Ida’s father and mother both died at the ripe old ages of 92 and 91, respectively. That was one of her reasons for staying in Ovett, taking care of them. Her only brother, George Holland Ellington, lived in Detroit with his wife and two kids, a boy 13 and a girl 16 years of ages. They seldom came home, but when they did, they overstayed their welcome—six weeks of sleeping and eating and running the house ragged—George and his wife Emma staying up late at night partying at night clubs in Laurel, Hattiesburg, and at the casinos in Philadelphia, Mississippi. They also drank alcohol at home. His parents couldn’t say much because they used to do the same thing while rearing them. They only endured and prayed.

Neither George nor his spouse expressed any interest in owning the home or land that Rachel and Oliver Ellington owned because they both swore that they or their children would never return to Jones County, Mississippi to live. Therefore, at their parents’ deaths, all their parents’ possessions, except a few items, were bequeathed to Ida, who did not