Before moving to the South, I had never heard of The Delta before. Over my time here I've come to learn a little bit about the famous Mississippi Delta. (Apparently I had just been really out of the loop before, because it is indeed an infamous location.) It's quite surprising to know that while in my prestigious and comfortable university town, there is a starkly different reality very close by. While often on PagebyPaige I write about the things that bring smiles, laughs and happiness to people's day, I can't ignore The Delta which surrounds my Southern home.
The Delta isn't famous like many popular American locations for being an up-and-coming city, or popular tourist visiting location. It's famous for another kind of reason.
The Delta was home to a massive cotton-growing industry pre Civil War times. As such, the area is littered with beautiful large plantation homes, and farmers fields for miles and miles on monotonous flat land. The whole area has an eerie quietness to it.
Now I should mention for those who are unaware as I had been, the Delta is unfortunately the opposite of a vibrant location. When passing through you get a feeling of times past, and all the buildings have a decaying look to them. Even now, when seeing workers in fields, while its obvious they are not slaves to masters as was the case in pre-Civil War times, it seems as if these workers are slaves to their circumstance, and the economically disadvantaged location they live in.
Here is The Delta.
There you have it. That's a little glimpse of the Southern world outside the regular football tailgates, and Southern shopping boutiques.
While those are all wonderful aspects of life, and ones which I plan to continue to write on, I feel its wrong to completely ignore the truth in Mississippi.