Before The End of Summer

A 10 - year - old black boy who lives with Benny, his grandmother Hanna, inadvertently heard a conversation between the doctor and his grandmother. He asked the doctor to tell his grandmother that she would die before the end of the summer. Hannah did not tell anyone about it. During the summer, Bennie did everything she could do to reduce the trivial things on the farm, as she knew she would die. When Hannah comes, he gives her medicine to allow her to fall asleep.

Grandma fell down before school and early summer vacation. Like her custom, she walked to the plaza alone, but this time on her way back, she tripped on the side of the road and broke her hips. The next week, when my father came home from the hospital, she seems to have contracted. She sat on a pouch, sat on a wheelchair, fixed his eyes on a hill or the ground, hardly talking. On the night of her death, I fell asleep from the sound that went through the wall into the darkness. I could not understand them, but I was immediately surprised by the rare words of the night. When my father closed the front door and the car was opened, I fought from the bed and entered the living room.

I kissed that summer. At first, I kissed a girl. Another couple was a couple who came from school, then met when I was shopping in my neighbor's town, and a couple who traveled with that family. Before the end of the summer, I thought it was wonderful to kiss girls, and I wanted to kiss more widely. To kiss a boy is not what I thought before, but when you decide not to just kiss a girl you immediately notice that the rest is a boy. I thought about this over and over and most of the time in the end of the summer is considering the meaning of my desire to kiss a boy.

I remember that the end of summer is more evident than the beginning. Perhaps it was in a hurry to try to capture everything before returning to school, but late summer was vividly printed on my mind. Minnesota's late summer provides a new level of humidity that we are not used to. People are crazy with the hot weather in August. In my teens, the end of summer meant the practice of God's horrible marching band. Heat will swallow your body. Within minutes you will be immersed in sweat and compassion. I do not know the heat until moving from the south I can not tell if you can overcome difficulties in your daily life.

This is the summer I do not want to think deeply. Pretend to end the summer not coming. One summer, I rarely know what it is when I get lost, and I do not care much about time. The bright and warm summer makes me believe that there will be a fever, there will be more days than usual, the blood above the handkerchief is not forgetting but a move to remove dirt. This is summer of refusal. Learn what Mabel 's body can do for me, what I can do for her. When I spent the summer with her white bed, her hair danced on a pillow. I spent the summer on the red carpet and the sun shone on our face. One summer, love is everything. I will not talk about university or geography. Take the bus, jump into the car and enter the sandal's block.