jiggery-pokery  deceitful or dishonest behavior

                                                  leave it to Anton Scalia to explain wha it is 

leave it to a Republicant to have colourful language

he got jigaboo from his father

he was in a Chicago city bus with his Mom

he was littlewas standing on the seat  he couldnt take his eyes off the man sitting behind them 

                                                                                                      Look Mamma its a jigaboo

       she slapped him in the back of the headsounded like a gunshot to him though she didnt slap him hard enough to make him cry or knock him down a tempered slap  who wants their kid balling on a pubic bus

How dare you, how DARE you; you apologize to the gentleman immediately, immediately.

I apologise mister 

                   apologise was a different animal than sorry his mother taught him that people who say they are sorry arent if they were truly sorry theyd say I apologise

Dat’s awright, boy.

his mother turned on her hip and looked the gentleman in the face 

                                                                      I apologize too. The boy is repeating his grandfather, his father, and when my husband gets home tonight he’s going to wish he hadn’t. I am terribly sorry, and I am ashamed of my son’s mouth. I hope you can forgive him, and forgive me.

Forgive nuthin', ma’am, I be called worse.

And that should not be. We’re people, all of us are people . . she poked him in the ribs . you listening, child, this gentleman is every bit a man your father is, your grandfather is.

Do you have children, sir?

I do. Two children. A girl and a boy, we done. Children is an expensive habit. he smiled quickly

she laughedshe didnt cover her mouth Don’t we know it, don’t we know it.

he laughed with her

his laugh was deep and melodious

he had big white teeth

they were very bright against his black skin

he immediately liked the man

Well, you two have to forgive me, my stop. You listen to your Mamma, boy, she got a good head on her shoulders. Too bad more people don’t think like she an me.

he nodded to his Mom Have a fine day, ma’am. 

                                                   were they on the street he would have tipped his hat but his hat sat on his lap his Momma told him that gentlemen dont wear their hats inside a bus inside a building church or someones home 

       It reveals a poor nature, possibly ill-mannered, impolite, it’s a hint to their upbringing,their personality. You give those people a wide berth, give them plenty of room; because if they’re going down they’re going to take someone with them or will try to finger someone else for being at fault.

Mind my words, boy.

he minded her words 

when his father got home that eveningnot but a second after he came in through the back door she lit in on him 

In the future you'll keep your filthy words to yourself. He’s a boy, and he’ll not grow up thinking people’s color make a difference in the person they are. You hear me?!

I hear you.

You gonna mind me?! ‘Cause I’ll make your life a living Hell; got me?

I hear you. 

            he was sheepish maybe theyd had this conversation before 

Yup he thought his Papa would mind her words too

 

1551, Twosday,  6  4. 21

1339,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  7  4. 21