NOT PROOFED YET “FATTY, FATTY, TWO BY FO’ ”

“FATTY, FATTY, TWO BY FO’ ”
“Fatty, fatty, two by ‘fo, cain’t git in through the kitchen doe’!” the sing-songy chant favored by
the young white boys in the Hodge household. Needless to say, the sole purpose of their
serenade, to make fun of B.’s ample body right to her face. Afterwhich, they’d fall all over each
other laughing…ridiculing B., a grown lady who was helping to take care of them . B. said that
their “playing with her” didn’t bother her and she’d just give them a ‘teasingly’ mean glare and
walk on by. “Yeah, we was all just kidding…lil’ bastuds, I wudn’t thanking ‘bout them. I’d always
find me a way t’ git back them lil’ imps in deep trouble with they mama and daddy. I’d tell some
big lie on ‘em, when they least expected me to. They was always gon’ believe me, not them
boys! I’d get back at ‘em. Fatty, fatty two by ‘fo, unh huh, I had somethin’ for they lil’ white
asses…lil’ devilish crackers. I couldn’t stand they ass!” …Lil’ bastuds!” …“Yasm’ Miss
Hodge!”

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