Flowers For Algernon

by Daniel Keyes

How strange it is that people of honest feelings and sensibility, who would not take advantage of a man born without arms or legs or eyes—how such people think nothing of abusing a man born with low intelligence.

Only a short time ago, I learned that people laughed at me. Now I can see that unknowingly I joined them in laughing at myself. That hurts most of all.

P.S. please if you get a chanse put some flowrs on Algernons grave in the bak yard.