05/09/2025
Martha Jamail recalls those early years of teaching when she still had a southern accent from growing up in the South. Read about her experience in the classroom. Find more Rainy Day Writer stories on Your Radio Place and Guernsey News.
I "Cain't" Go by Martha Jamail
Growing up in the deep South, everyone spoke in a slow drawl, omitting word endings, pronouncing words in unique ways, and creating new words like “y’all” meaning you all. Everyone was hospitable and generous with words like “honey”, “sweetie”, and “darling” even when addressing strangers. I taught a year in elementary school, and of course, since we all sounded alike, I never realized I spoke with an accent.
At the time of my marriage, my husband was in the Air Force, stationed at a California Air Base. I was fortunate to be able to get a job teaching in a local elementary school. It was a first and second-grade classroom, and we were team teachers which meant we traded classes from time to time or joined students together for certain projects.
One Friday, the first-grade teacher asked me to trade classes with her, and give the spelling test to her students, while she taught a special lesson to my second graders. One of the spelling words was “can’t”. I stood in front of the class calling out words to be written by the students. When I got to the word “can’t”, of course I pronounced it “cain’t”. One student timidly raised his hand and politely asked me to use the word in a sentence. So, I said, “You know, like I cain’t go.” He nodded and lowered his head and wrote the word.
At Parent-Teacher Conferences, both his parents showed up, and after introducing themselves, told me how much their son liked his new teacher, but he thought she spoke with a foreign accent. We all had a good laugh over it, and that’s when I began to work hard at proper pronunciation, and eliminating my foreign accent.