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aslikeahalfwit,orsomethin—annotnoidiot—causewhenpeoplethinkofaidiot,more'
nlikely
theybethinkinofoneofthemMongolianidiots—theoneswiththeyeyestooclosetogetherwhat
looklikeChinamenandroolalotanplaywiththeyselfs.
NowI'
mslow—I'
llgrantyouthat,butI'
mproblyalotbrighterthanfolksthink,causewhat
goesoninmymindisasightdifferentthanwhatfolkssee.Forinstance,Icanthinkthingspretty
good,butwhenIgottotrysayinorwritinthem,itkindacomeoutlikejelloorsomethin.I'
llshow
youwhatImean.
Theotherday,I'
mwalkindownthestreetanthismanwasoutworkininhisyard.He'
dgot
hissefabunchofshrubstoplantanhesaytome,"
Forrest,youwannaearnsomemoney?
"
anI
says,"
Uh-huh,"
ansohesetsmetomovindirt.Damnneartenortwelvewheelbarrowsofdirt,in
theheatoftheday,truckinitallovercreation.WhenI'
mthruhereachinhispocketforadollar.
WhatIshouldadonewasraisedCainaboutthelowwages,butinstead,Itookthedamndollaran
allIcouldsaywas"
thanks"
orsomethindumb-soundinlikethat,anIwentondownthestreet,
waddinanunwaddinthatdollarinmyhand,feelinlikeaidiot.
YouseewhatImean?
NowIknowsomethinboutidiots.ProblytheonlythingIdoknowbout,butIdonereadup
onem—allthewayfromthatDoy-chee-eveskieguy'
sidiot,toKingLear'
sfool,anFaulkner'
s
idiot,Benjie,anevenoleBooRadleyinToKillaMockingbird—nowhewasaseriousidiot.The
oneIlikebestthoisoleLennieinOfMiceanMen.Mosofthemwriterfellersgotitstraight—
causetheiridiotsalwayssmarterthanpeoplegiveemcreditfor.Hell,I'
dagreewiththat.Any
idiotwould.HeeHee.
WhenIwasborn,mymamanamemeForrest,causeofGeneralNathanBedfordForrestwho
foughtintheCivilWar.MamaalwayssaidwewaskintoGeneralForrest'
sfamblysomeways.
Anhewasagreatman,shesay,cept'
nhestarteduptheKuKluxKlanafterthewarwasoveran
evenmygrandmamasaythey'
sabunchofno-goods.WhichIwouldtendtoagreewith,cause
downhere,theGrandExaltedPishposh,orwhateverhecallshissef,heoperateagunstorein
townanonce,whenIwasmaybetwelveyearole,Iwerewalkinbythereandlookininthewinder
anhegotabighangman'
snoosestrungupinside.Whenheseenmewatchin,hedonethowedit
aroundhisownneckanjerkituplikehewashangedanlethistonguestickoutanallso'
stoscare
me.Idonerunoffandhidinaparkinlotbehinsomecarstilsomebodycallthepoliceanthey
comeantakemehometomymama.SowhateverelseoleGeneralForrestdone,startinupthat
Klanthingwasnotagoodidea—anyidiotcouldtellyouthat.Nonetheless,that'
showIgotmy
name.
Mymamaisarealfineperson.Everbodysaysthat.Mydaddy,hegotkiltjustafterI'
sborn,
soIneverknownhim.Heworkeddowntothedocksasalongshoremananonedayacranewas
takinabignetloadofbananasoffoneofthemUnitedFruitCompanyboatsansomethinbrokean
thebananasfelldownonmydaddyansquashedhimflatasapancake.OnetimeIheardsome
mentalkinbouttheaccident—sayitwasahelluvamess,halftonofallthembananasanmy
daddysquishedunderneath.Idon'
tcareforbananasmuchmyself,ceptforbananapuddin.Ilike
thatallright.
MymamagotalittlepensionfromtheUnitedFruitpeopleanshetookinboardersatour
house,sowegotbyokay.WhenIwaslittle,shekepmeinsidealot,soastheotherkidswouldn'
t
botherme.Inthesummerafternoons,whenitwasrealhot,sheusedtoputmedowninthe
parloranpulltheshadessoitwasdarkancoolanfixmeapitcheroflimeade.Thenshe'
dset
thereantalktome,justalkonanonboutnothininparticular,likeaperson'
lltalktoadogorcat,
butIgotusedtoitanlikeditcausehervoicemademefeelrealsafeannice.
Atfirst,whenI'
sgrowinup,she'
dletmegooutanplaywitheverbody,butthenshefounout
they'
steasingmeanall,anonedayaboyhitmeinthebackwithastickwiletheywaschasinme
anitraisedsomefearsomewelt.Afterthat,shetolemenottoplaywiththemboysanymore.I
startedtryintoplaywiththegirlsbutthatweren'
tmuchbetter,causetheyallrunawayfromme.
Mamathoughtitwouldbegoodformetogotothepublicschoolcausemaybeitwouldhep
metobelikeeverbodyelse,butafterIbeentherealittlewiletheycomeantoldMamaIought'
n
tobeintherewitheverbodyelse.Theyletmefinishoutfirstgradetho.SometimesI'
dsetthere
wiletheteacherwastalkinanIdon'
tknowwhatwasgoingoninmymind,butI'
dstartlookinout
thewinderatthebirdsansquirrelsanthingsthatwasclimbinansettininabigoleoaktree
outside,anthentheteacher'
dcomeoveranfussatme.Sometimes,I'
djustgetthisrealstrange
thingcomeovermeanstartshoutinanall,anthenshe'
dmakemegooutansetonabenchinthe
hall.Antheotherkids,they'
dneverplaywithmeornothin,cept'
ntochasemeorgetmetostart
hollerinso'
stheycouldlaughatme—allceptJennyCurran,whoatleastdidn'
trunawayfromme
ansometimesshe'
dletmewalknextohergoinhomeafterclass.
Butthenextyear,theyputmeinanothersortofschool,anletmetellyou,itwaswierd.It
waslikethey'
dgonearouncollectinallthefunnyfellerstheycoudfindanputemalltogether,
ranginfrommyageanyoungertobigoleboysboutsixteenorseventeen.Theywasretardsofall
kindsanspasmosankidsthatcouldn'
teveneatorgotothetoiletbytheyselfs.Iwasproblythe
bestofthelot.
Theywasonebigfatboy,mustabeenfourteenorso,anhewasafflictedwithsomekinda
thingmadehimshakelikehe'
sintheelectricchairorsomethin.MissMargaret,ourteacher,made
megointhebathroomwithhimwhenhehadtogo,so'
shewouldn'
tdonothinwierd.Hedoneit
anyway,tho.Ididn'
tknownowayofstoppinhim,soI'
djustlockmysefinoneofthestallsand
staytheretillhe'
sthru,anwalkhimbacktotheclass.
Istayedinthatschoolforaboutfiveorsixyears.Itwadn'
tallbadtho.They'
dletuspaint
withourfingersanmakelittlethings,butmostly,itjusteachinushowtodostuffliketieupour
shoesannotslobberfoodorgetwildanyellanholleranthowshitaroun.Theywadn'
tnobook
learnintospeakof—cepttoshowushowtoreadstreetsignsanthingslikethedifferencebetween
theMen'
santheLadies'
rooms.Withallthemseriousnutsinthere,itwouldabeenimpossibleto
conductanythinmore'
nthatanyway.Also,Ithinkitwasforthepurposeofkeepinusoutof
everbodyelse'
shair.Whothehellwantsabunchofretardsrunninarounloose?
EvenIcould
understandthat.
WhenIgottobethirteen,someprettyunusualthingsbeguntohappen.Firstoff,Istartedto
grow.Igrewsixinchesinsixmonths,anmymamawasallthetimehavintoletoutmypants.
Also,Icommencedtogrowout.BythetimeIwassixteenIwassixfootsixanweighedtwo
hundritforty-twopounds.Iknowthatcausetheytookmeinanweighedme.Saidtheyjus
couldn'
tbelieveit.
Whathappennexcausedarealchangeinmylife.OnedayI'
mstrollindownthestreetonthe
wayhomefromnutschool,anacarstoplongsideofme.Thisguycallmeoveranaxedmyname.
Itolehim,anthenheaxedwhatschoolIgoto,anhowcomeheain'
tseenmearoun.WhenItell
himboutthenutschool,heaxedifI'
deverplayedfootball.Ishookmyhead.IguessImightatole
himI'
dseenkidsplayinit,butthey'
dneverletmeplay.ButlikeIsaid,Iain'
ttoogoodatlong
conversation,ansoIjusshookmyhead.Thatwasabouttwoweeksafterschoolbegunagain.
Threedaysorsolater,theycomeangotmeouttathenutschool.Mymamawasthere,anso
wastheguyinthecarantwootherpeoplewhatlooklikegoons—whoIguesswaspresentincase
Iwastostartsomethin.Theytookallthestuffouttamydeskanputitinabrownpaperbag
antolemetosaygoodbyetoMissMargaret,anallsofasuddenshecommencetostartcryinan
givemeabigolehug.ThenIgottosaygoodbyetoalltheothernuts,antheywasdroolinan
spasmoinanbeatinonthedeskswiththeyfists.AnthenIwasgone.
MamarodeupinthefrontseatwiththeguyanIsetinbackinbetweenthemgoons,juslike
policedoneinthemolemovieswhentheytookyou"
downtown."
Ceptwedidn'
tgodowntown.
Wewenttothenewhighschooltheyhadbuilt.Whenwegottheretheytookmeinsidetothe
principal'
sofficeanMamaanmeantheguywentinwilethetwogoonswaitedinthehall.The
principalwasanolegray-hairedmanwithastainonhistieanbaggypantswholooklikehe
couldacomeouttathenutschoolhissef.Weallsatdownanhebegunsplaininthingsanaxeinme
questions,anIjustnoddedmyhead,butwhattheywantedwasformetoplayfootball.Thatmuch
Ifiggeredoutonmyown.
Turnsouttheguyinthecarwasthefootballcoach,nameofFellers.A