I mentioned this documentary the other day. Finally got to sit down and watch it. Please, oh please, make a cup of coffee or tea and sit down for thirty minutes and watch it. Makes me want a quilt frame on my porch and a group of women who will sit and sing and sew with me!
"All the week, dey be quilting ... house to house, quilting. Dey sit around and quilt and sing, pray, and read de Bible. Dey quilt de quilt, and dey pray de prayer, and de sing de song." (This reminds me so much of the Gullah that my Daddy learned, the language of the Sea Islands off the coast of South Carolina. Also makes me think of the Pidjin language we learned a bit of when we lived in Cameroon).
"On and on, we learn how to do things ... and whatever we had, we so thanksful."
"If I had somebody to cook, I wouldn't get up ... I just sit there and quilt. I just love all of it."
"We lived the hard life ... we lived the starvation life. But do you know, it was hard but it look like people was happier den dan dey is now ... people got more now, but look like dey ain't nobody happy."
That the way us live ... through wisdom and understanding."
"On and on, we learn how to do things ... and whatever we had, we so thanksful."
"If I had somebody to cook, I wouldn't get up ... I just sit there and quilt. I just love all of it."
"We lived the hard life ... we lived the starvation life. But do you know, it was hard but it look like people was happier den dan dey is now ... people got more now, but look like dey ain't nobody happy."
That the way us live ... through wisdom and understanding."
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