“Hey I am from New Orleans”
“So do you go to Bourbon St. every night?”
“No”
“So does everyone run around naked at night in the French Quarter”
“Um… No”
“What’s that weird thing you say? Oh yeah, Who dat and d’em.Is there a
genetically mutated part of your speech where you are programmed to just
say grammatically incorrect words?”
“Ok that’s kind of insulting, and no.”
“Do you flash to get beads at Mardi Gras?”
“Definitely not!”
“Do you realize that the Saints are incredibly overrated andthat Drew Brees is getting pretty old?”
“Just walk away and don’t talk to me anymore”
“Is everyone just drunk all the time?”
“No, did you think about that question before you asked it?”
“How are you doing since Katrina? Isn’t it still pretty bad?I mean I don’t know if y’all are going to going to comeback?”
“We are coming back, and better!”
- These are all true questions that I have had to respond to
while traveling to other states. The truth is that everyone wants to
judge New Orleans and make up stereotypes, but they can’t touch New
Orleans and what it means to the people that live here.
Katie, age 16