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“What was he like?” asked Fat Charlie. “When he was young?” Mrs. Dunwiddy looked at him through her thick, thick spectacles, and her lips pursed, and she shook her head. “Before my time,”
Haha the oldest one in the room.
Fat Charlie himself, aged perhaps five or six years old, standing beside a mirrored door, so it looked at first glance as if two little Fat Charlies, side by side, were staring seriously out of the photograph at you.
“I knew him when I was a girl.”
He had a smile that could make a girl squeeze her toes.
But not even she could keep his attention for very long. He had so much to do. He was very busy, your father.”
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“Your brother got all that god stuff.”
I don’t miss him. You were always the good one, you know.
“Louella Dunwiddy made him go,” she said. “He was scared of her.
Haha Charlie’s braver than spider.
“if you need him, just tell a spider. He’ll come running.”
Talk to spider. It was how I used to send messages to your father, when he would vanish off.”
Did his mom know? Question
The spider as an artist
Has never been employed
Though his surpassing merit
Is freely certified
By every broom and Bridget
Throughout a Christian land.
Neglected son of genius,
I take thee by the hand.
~ Emily Dickinson
She was far from gruntled.
Humorous back-formation from disgruntled.
“You think because you ain’t been here long, you know everything.
Anansi.”
Anansi was a spider, when the world was young,
big dream stories.
Anansi gave his name to stories. Every story is Anansi’s.
These days, the stories are Anansi’s.
Nice to be with you, narrator.
the shopkeeper is a very hasty-tempered man.
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’Course, all stories are Anansi stories. Even this one.
in the days when the songs that sung the world were still being sung,
Stories are like spiders,
stories are like spiderwebs,
Yes, narrator, of course we ask these questions.
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Rosie’s mother
Rosie’s mother was a high strung bundle of barely thought-through prejudices, worries, and feuds.
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Fat Charlie was a man who preferred to be working.
the Grahame Coats Agency,
Maeve Livingstone
“Grahame Coats
Haha simile metaphor - negative!
“Maeve Livingstone. Worried widow of Morris.
He wondered how anyone could ever miss the spotlight.
unseen figures would try to force Fat Charlie to stand in the spotlight and sing.
St Andrews!
“Don’t you dare,” said Rosie, fiercely. “It’s a living thing. Take it outside.”
Yay! Totally likable!
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Haha Mee too.
Perhaps it was the devil in him. Probably it was the alcohol.
Haha Mee too
a dream of such vividness and peculiarity that it would remain with him for the rest of his life.
