There was a family that attended our one-room schoolhouse, that gave the lady teacher so much trouble that the school board hired a big rough man teacher.
That family did not get their bluff in on him. At the end of the first school year the teacher told us he hadn’t been nearly as hard on us as he was going to be the next year.
I worried about that all summer. I begged my mother to let me stay home the next year. I promised to do the washing, baby sitting and about all the work if I didn’t have to go to school. She said I had to go to school. It turned out the teacher wasn’t any harder on us than the year before.
Jeneal Riley
Rogers, Arkansas
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.
