You know it. I went to school with children like Walter Cunningham. Not a pot to pee in or a window to through it out of, but proud as peacocks and resourceful little suckers.
I love the ladies and their tea party. I was a tomboy and remember having to keep my ankles crossed, saying "Ma'am" and serving cakes to the "ladies."
I used to do the dishes after the OWC luncheons, and drink everything left in the glasses :-).