we was staring at each other it seemed like time stretched out till it had no end when my mama come back from the washroom , and i introduce abe , only i dint say abe , i said , `` mr. larson , a new teacher at school , '' and my mama said very glad to meet you , im sure , like he was only a teacher and dint count for much , and she give him a little sideways glance like she could n't figure out how a black fella got to be teaching at a all white chrissean school , but all the while pretending to be gracious and friendly like , so cool that granma bettylou 's lemon merange would n't melt in her mouth .