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The new teacher at a (very) rural one-room school was getting the children to print their names and some other information on a piece of paper on the first day. As she was reading over the names, she stopped, got an unhappy look on her face and addressed the class:
"This is not appropriate for school. Who wrote 'Wagonwheel Jones' for their name?"
The elder Jones boy raised his hand and said,"That would be me, Maam."
"What is your name?" asked the teacher.
"Wagonwheel, Maam. I was born at home an' my Ma named me for the first thing she saw when she looked outside after I was born"
"I will not be mocked with these rustic stereotypes. Either tell me your name or go home right now and don't come back until you have a note from your parent telling me what your name is."
"But Maam!" protested the boy.
"Out. And not another word!"
As he rises from his seat to go, he turns to his little brother. "Come on Hen****. She's not gonna believe you either."