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But, Daddy, you need me here to help you in the field Daddy, your leg is hurt you can't work like you used to. Who's gonna help you!? Who's gonna do the work, Daddy?!
Let me tell you somethin', boy! I don't care if both of my legs was cut off! I can do more work in that field, than you could in a hundred years!
I won't go, Daddy! I won't go!
Now wait justa minute! You don't tell me what you ain't gonna do! I tell you! I say, you goin' to that school, you goin'! You hear me!
I love you, son! Don't ever think I don't love you! We gon' get to be friends?
Yes, Daddy! Yes!
You know somethin', Daddy?
What's that, son?
I'm gon' miss this ol' raggedy place.
I can't do it, Rita that's the policy here on colored prisoners, and I ain't about to change it, not even for a friend like you.
Charlie, just because a man and his family are colored, you
Now look, Rita, I don't make the rules you puttin' yourself on a limb, comin' here, askin' me to do a thing like this. And I be damn if I'm going to jeopardize my job because you are in love with a little colored boy!
But, Charlie
NO! NO, NO!
I see you found what you was lookin' for.
I did look, Charlie, but I
No buts, Rita!
Charlie, you have no legal right not to let this boy know where his father is! You hear that, you and this whole damn court house; what you are doing is wrong!
Don't tell me about what's wrong. You come into my office as a friend and steal city files! I could have you arrested for that and if you give out that information to anybody, that's exactly what I'm going to do and I'll tell everybody in this town how you got the information and who you got it for! You won't have a friend left in this county to bring you a piece of candy!
You would do that, wouldn't you?
You getting the point, Mrs. Boatwright.
:THE STRANGE ENDINGS OF NATURE THEY HAVE SEEN, MAY GIVE THE WORLD NEW POINTS OF VIEW AND MAKE THEIR LOVING, LIVING, AND DOING PRECIOUS TO ALL HUMAN...
:The night in the woods with his father and SOUNDER. The shouting and laughter after the baseball game
:...HEARTS. AND TO THEMSELVES IN THESE DAYS THAT TRY THEIR SOULS...
:HE, JOSIE and EARL, running and playing in the field.
:...THE CHANCE TO SOAR IN THE DIM BLUE AIR ABOVE SMOKE IS TO THEIR...
:His visit with his father at the County Jail house
:...FINER SPIRITS BOON AND GUERDON FOR WHAT THEY LOSE ON EARTH BY BEING BLACK.
:His mother, with her head thrown back, her eyes aglitter and laughing.
You know that the class is going to challenge your story, don't you, Clarence?
Yes, Miss Johnson...
Go on...
Me and my little sister, went down to the water hole, last Saturday
How was your sister after you pulled her out of the water?
She was dirty and wet...
Clarence, would you tell us a story that was not true, after telling us it was?
No, Miss Johnson...
Can you swim?
Yes mam...
I just wanta wash my hand. It's got blood where I hurt it.
You don't live around here, do you?
No, mam... I come from way back there. Me and my dog was tryin' to find my daddy and we got lost.
Is he here in Borderdale?
I don't know, he's in a prison camp.
Here, you put your hand under the water and I'll pump for you.
My name is Camille Camille Johnson and I'm the Supervisor of this school. What's your name?
David Lee Morgan. My dog's name is Sounder. That feels better.
Let me see it...
You keep looking around, David. Don't you go to school?
Sometime, but not like this.
It's a good thing your hand did not become infected how did you cut it like this?
Me and Sounder went to this prison camp to see my Daddy and the police guard runs us away and I fell on some glass.
Did your mother know you were going to see your father?
Uh huh...
That does it...
Thank you, Miss Johnson.
I don't live far from here. You and your dog can come home with me and have yourself a hot meal and then we'll talk about how to get you back home.
You got a pretty house, Miss Johnson!
I try...
And you say all them people is dead now?
That's right
They lived a long time ago before you and I were born.
Where is Africa, Miss Johnson?
Here it is, right here.
That's where we come from first?
That's where we came from first.
And the other people you told me 'bout, they is all colored folk?
Colored.
Don't you teach in your school 'bout folk who ain't dead?
Sure
Here's one by a man that's very much alive.
What's his name?
Dr. William E. B. Dubois.
What he talk 'bout?
Why don't you sit and I'll read you something he said.
You're a friendly lady, Miss Johnson.
And you're a tired little boy. I'll make up the cot and you must get some sleep.
What about Sounder?
He'll get his place too now off with your clothes and into bed.
Now don't you think it's time you told me all about yourself?
I have a mother and her name is Rebecca My father's name is Nathan Lee Morgan, and...
Well, how did you like the class, David?
It was the best thing I ever been to, Miss Johnson!
... So me and Sounder, ran right by the men that was the prisoners, and crawled under the fence! That's when I cut my hand on the glass. It hurt like mad! But I kept runnin', and then I didn't feel no more hurtin' till I stopped runnin'! Why was that, Miss Johnson?
Because all you could think of was getting away from the guard.
Oh... . You right, that's all that was worryin' me right then...
You know, that was a good thing you did for Clarence, in class today. I believed his story, but I was afraid the other children wouldn't...
He was real scared nobody would believe him I could tell, even when he first stood up.
You could? How?
I been like that myself, when I thought nobody was gonna believe me... You wanna hear another story?!
Not now, David, it's time for bed. You have a long trip ahead of you in the morning...
What are you looking at, out there? There's nothing to see.
My daddy likes to look into the dark, even when there ain't nothin to see it's what you hear he say.
You think about your father a lot, don't you?
Yes mam...
Well, you shouldn't worry about him too much, David.
What do I tell my mama when I get home? I didn't find him and that's what I wanted to do.
But you did all you could, David. Not many little boys could've gone on such a journey as you did.
But where is my daddy!?
I can't answer that for you but it's no fault of your own that you don't know where your father is now. You tell me what you did that kept you from finding your father. Come on, tell me...