#27
But how does it get to be a roll like the ones in the tray? That's something else...
Give him time an he'll remember. As soon as the fuzziness passes away, he'll remember! Just another few seconds and he'll have it. He wants to hold on to what he's learned for a little while. He wants it so much...
"Ok Charlie." Sighs Gimpy, taking the cutter out of his hand. "That's alright, don't worry about it, it's not your work anyway."
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Charlie smiles at him, and goes back to the flour sacks in the corner near the mixing machines. He likes to lean back against them while he sits on the floor, cross-legged, and looks at the pictures in his comic book. As he starts to turn the page he feels like crying, but he doesn't know why. What is there to feel sad about? The fuzzy cloud comes and goes, and now he looks forward to the pleasure of the brightly coloured pictures in the comic book that he has gone through 30, 40 times.
He knows all of the figures in the comic. He has asked their names over and over again, of almost everyone that he meets. And he understands that the strange forms of letters and words in the white balloons above the figures means that they are saying something. Would he ever learn to read what was in the balloons?"
But nobody has time.
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Give him time an he'll remember. As soon as the fuzziness passes away, he'll remember! Just another few seconds and he'll have it. He wants to hold on to what he's learned for a little while. He wants it so much...
"Ok Charlie." Sighs Gimpy, taking the cutter out of his hand. "That's alright, don't worry about it, it's not your work anyway."
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Charlie smiles at him, and goes back to the flour sacks in the corner near the mixing machines. He likes to lean back against them while he sits on the floor, cross-legged, and looks at the pictures in his comic book. As he starts to turn the page he feels like crying, but he doesn't know why. What is there to feel sad about? The fuzzy cloud comes and goes, and now he looks forward to the pleasure of the brightly coloured pictures in the comic book that he has gone through 30, 40 times.
He knows all of the figures in the comic. He has asked their names over and over again, of almost everyone that he meets. And he understands that the strange forms of letters and words in the white balloons above the figures means that they are saying something. Would he ever learn to read what was in the balloons?"
But nobody has time.
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