Sit a Spell

In an earlier time in the history of the south, “Ya’ll come and sit-a-spell was the call for work stoppage. In the 1940s, 50s, and 60s, bone tired sharecroppers dropped cotton sacks, hoes, tobacco planters, vegetable baskets, and sometimes their bodies in the rich eastern North Carolina soil at the sound of those words. Others made it to the end of long rows and sat under shade trees or tobacco shelters. While water, Pepsi Colas, salted peanuts, nabs, honey buns, and other goodies were being passed around, weary workers sang and slapped the hambones. Some rushed to the woods or the outhouse. Others sat quietly listening or meditating in prayer, giving thanks for the fifteen-minute break.

Sundays after church brought many of the same workers to the Stewart house.  After dinner, children jumped rope, played hop scotch, shot marbles, made mud pies, chewed sweet grass, caught bugs and sang “doodle bug, doodle bug back back!”   Grown-ups played horseshoes, did a little buck dancing, or sat on the porch or under the trees watching children play, telling lies and fanning flies.                                                                            

In this presentation, Ms. Stewart takes participants on a nostalgic trip back to what was once a staple of the North Carolina agriculture landscape.  She invites participants to share their unique culture, or to tell a part of their story on this delightful journey. Or you can simply come and Sit-A-Spell.

lectern, microphone, comfortable, wide-bodied chair