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                      15     Shucks, being hungry for a whole day is about as bad as it can get. I
                         said, “But . . .”

                      16     He reached in his pocket and pulled something out that looked like
                         a heavy black strap and slapped it across his hand. Uh-oh, here we go
                         again.

                      17     He said, “That’s it, no more talk, you opened your mouth one time
                         too many. You rotten kids today don’t listen to no one, but I’ma show
                         you something that’ll improve your hearing.” He slapped the strap on
                         his hand and started walking toward me.

                      18     I was wrong when I said being hungry for a day is about as bad as it
                         can get, being hungry plus having a big knot on your head from a black
                         leather strap would be even worse.

                      19     I backed away but only got two steps before I felt a giant warm hand
                         wrap around my neck from behind. I looked up to see whose doggone

                         hand was so doggone big and why they’d put it around my neck.
                      20     A very tall, square-shaped man in old blue overalls looked down at
                         me and said, “Clarence, what took you so long?”

                      21     I got ready to say, “My name’s not Clarence and please don’t choke
                         me, sir, I’ll leave,” but as soon as I opened my mouth he gave my head a
                         shake and said, “I told you to hurry back, now where you been?” He
                         gave me a shove and said, “Get back in line with your momma.”

                      22     I looked up and down the line to see who was supposed to be my
                         momma when a woman pointed her finger at her feet and said,
                         “Clarence, you get over here right now.” There were two little kids
                         hanging on to her skirt.

                      23     I walked over to where she was and she gave me a good hard smack
                         on the head. Shucks, for someone who was just pretending to be my
                         momma she sure did slap me a good one.

                      24     I said, “Ow!”
                      25     The big square man who’d grabbed my neck looked at the man with
                         the strap and said, “Boy had to go use the toilet, told him not to waste
                         time, but like you said, these kids today don’t listen to nobody.”

                      26     The strap man looked at the size of the man who called me Clarence and
                         walked back to the end of the line.






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