A boys' life of Booker T. WashingtonJackson, Walter Clinton
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A boys' life of Booker T. Washington
Jackson, Walter Clinton
African American educators -- Biography -- Juvenile literature; Washington, Booker T., 1856-1915 -- Juvenile literature
He was very fond of animals of all kinds, but the pig was his favorite.
He always kept a number of the very finest breeds of Berkshires and
Poland Chinas. After gathering the fresh eggs, his next job was feeding
the pigs. After that came a visit to the cows. He always kept a good
garden, too, and a part of the early morning was given to working in it.
He had a very peculiar custom or idea about his garden work. He always
worked barefooted. He said that there was something in the soil that
gave one strength and health and power,—but you had to get it by direct
contact with the soil.
After this early morning round of work was done, he mounted his horse
for an hour’s ride. He usually rode over the college farm and thoroughly
inspected it; then to the dairy, and all over the college grounds, to
see that everything was going as it should.
After breakfast, he went to his office and gave his attention to the
day’s mail, which averaged daily about 125 incoming and 800 outgoing
letters. Later in the day he would visit classrooms, inspect the
building that was going on, go to the great dining hall at dinner, go to
the shops, talk to the students and to the members of the faculty as he
met them. Just before supper he would call for his horse again and go
off for an hour’s ride or for a hunt. Sometimes he would walk rather
than ride. While on these walks, he would often run for a couple of
miles at top speed. After supper, there was usually a meeting of some
kind,—a committee or faculty meeting, or conference with a delegation of
visitors. Chapel exercises, devotional in character, came at 8:30. And
after that, very frequently, there was an inspection of the dormitories.
He had three children, Portia, Booker, and Davidson. One of his greatest
pleasures was to take the children for a long walk on Sunday afternoons.
They would tramp for miles through the fields and woods, gathering
flowers or nuts or berries. They studied the trees, the flowers, and the
birds. They waded in the streams, ran footraces, and played games.
Every night after supper he would romp and play with the children. He
would roll on the floor, let the children ride on his back, play all
sorts of jolly games, or he would tell stories. He was an excellent
story-teller, and it was always a treat to hear the wonderful tales he
could tell.
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