My mom is from New Bern, NC and she says words funny. I noticed at an early age that my mom said “foe-wah” when she meant “four.” She says tons of things in a humorous way, just a kooky word twisting way. I don’t know if this has an effect on the way I teach or if it’s some long buried secret origin of my love of words, but my family goofs on my mom and her sayings and the way she talks. My parents had a huge impact on my love of reading, and because they always felt they were struggling for money, they wanted me to work hard and get a good education so I wouldn’t have those struggles. Things didn’t work out that way, but no one is perfect.
My mom likes reading trashy romance novels and I always saw her reading. I inherited her love of reading crap, but crossed it with my dad’s obsession with baseball, minus the baseball. I remember my dad reading to me when I was a kid because he followed along the words with his middle finger. My mom took me to the comic book store every week. My parents had the time to be with me and they had the money that allowed me to have an obnoxious and expensive hobby. My students don’t have those opportunities and it saddens me. I don’t care if they ever learn what a Dementor is or the Infinity Gauntlet, but I very much want them to experience the joy that I felt when I found out what those things were. Many of their parents want the same thing for their kids that my parents want for me, but due to economics, society, and maybe even genetics the cards didn’t line up in their favor.
Here's a link to an article in the new Our State magazine about Eastern Vs. Western BBQ. A topic my family likes to argue about and I feel it exemplifies my mom's NC Eastern-ness. Also the new Our State has an article by UNCG's own Michael Parker, so there's that too.