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She
was
unpredictable
.
She
was
always
criticizing
my
way
of
speaking
.
One
day
I
remember
she
said
,
"
You
know
what
you
do
?
You
know
how
rain
takes
the
colour
out
of
everything
?
That
’
s
what
you
do
to
the
English
language
.
You
blur
it
every
time
you
open
your
mouth
.
"
That
is
just
one
sample
of
many
,
of
the
way
she
treated
me
.
Another
day
she
got
round
me
on
the
subject
of
her
parents
.
She
’
d
been
on
for
days
about
how
they
would
be
sick
with
worry
and
how
mean
I
was
not
letting
them
know
.
I
said
I
couldn
’
t
take
the
risk
.
But
one
day
after
supper
she
said
,
I
’
ll
tell
you
how
to
do
it
,
without
any
risk
.
You
wear
gloves
.
You
buy
paper
and
some
envelopes
from
Woolworth
’
s
.
You
dictate
a
letter
to
me
to
write
.
You
go
to
the
nearest
big
town
and
post
it
.
You
can
’
t
be
traced
.
It
might
be
any
Woolworth
’
s
in
the
country
.
Well
,
she
kept
on
at
me
so
about
it
that
one
day
I
did
what
she
suggested
and
bought
some
paper
and
envelopes
.
That
evening
I
gave
her
a
sheet
and
told
her
to
write
.
"
I
am
safe
and
not
in
danger
,
"
I
said
.
She
wrote
it
,
saying
,
"
That
’
s
filthy
English
,
but
never
mind
.
"
You
write
what
I
say
,
I
answered
,
and
went
on
,
"
Do
not
try
to
find
me
,
it
is
impossible
.
"
"
Nothing
’
s
impossible
,
"
she
said
.
Cheeky
as
usual
.
