Spoken Like A True Southerner

I picked Eve up from school today and she passed an open classroom. Inside that room was a substitute teacher that she'd had a few weeks ago...so, Eve stopped, smiled, and waved. As we walked away Eve said to me, "That's Ms. So and So. She was our sub earlier this year...I hate her." I guess you can take the girl out of the South, but never, ever the South out of the girl.