The Happy Visitor |
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Jessie remembers differently |
When
I go in there the room smells funny, and hot, and I tell myself that this
time I am going to be a good sister, and take his poor thin hand, and stroke
his hot face, but then he says something hateful and I can’t hold
it back, I want to squeeze his miserable little cheeks until they have crumbled
to nothing. I
want to be good like the little children in books, Little Nell and Tiny
Tim or Sara Crewe, giving her only bread to the starving child. But I
am a disagreeable child and when Mother sends me to our room I pinch my
own fat cheeks and cry. |
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| back | The family that took him in was a father, a mother, and two little girls, just like his own family at home. The father was very nice and wore all sorts of hats. Every morning he went off to work in a different hat.
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