"Mary Ann get your clothes on the Pritchards expecting us at their house at 11 o'clock sharp,"my mother from the kitchen."Yes Mama,"I hollered back. "Don't call me mama anymore its infantile. You will call me mother, it's the proper thing to do. And speaking of proper you won't find a suitable husband if you never learn your manners and act like a lady." "Yes mam,"I replied. My name is Mary Ann Carter, I live on the Sweet Soft Cotton Plantation three miles north of Savannah, Georgia. I was born on July 4, 1855 here in my home. I live with my Mama and my Papa and the Negroes that work outside in my papa's cotton field. I got ready and at breakfast and my mother and I were on our way
