Yeehaw! A shotgun wedding!
Monday, July 4th, 2005My third grade teacher wasn’t too bright, but she was a great story reader. She did all the dialects in a loud, raucous voice. We ate it up. One day she was reading a story — I have no idea what it was — and someone made reference to a “shotgun wedding“. Maybe it was in the story, but equally likely was that someone in the class just asked her because they’d heard the term.
She boldly looked right at us — and lied. (more…)