Blues ain't no mocking jay
Narrators POV Cathy, Tyrone, Terry and I were swinging on the swings while mama were working on the rum cakes inside. Granddaddy was hunting for some Chicken Hawks.
inciting incedent, and rising action
Mamas POV While my grandchildren and there friends are playing, I'm making my family some Rum cakes. Mr. Cain went hunting for some Chicken Hawks.
Mamas POV I heard the Children get really quiet some so I walked outside and two white men walk into our yard. I stood on the deck watching them carefully. They looked at me and smiled. they walked over and stood seven feet right in front of me.
climax,falling action, and resoulution
NARRATORS POV- Smiley and camera man stayed and wouldn't take no for an answer. we saw old granddaddy walking down the trail with one big Chicken Hawk slung over his shoulder, while the blood of the chicken hawk was seeping down his rain coat. We followed him and he nailed the feet together and the chicken hawk hang upside down.
we were watching mama and the two men carefully, mama started humping this tune that i could not make out. "Mr.Cain there standing in my flower bed." she mumbled and walked inside. i could see her through the window she was finishing those rum cakes she started before she got interrupted. I looked at old granddaddy and he held his firm hand out and looked at camera man. "I think he wants youur camera" smiley said.
camera man gave granddaddy his camera and granddaddy smushed that camera like a bug. "hey!" said the camera man. "Get off of my wifes flower bed." granddaddy said and the two men gathered whats left of the camera and left. Then granddaddy, mama went back to what they were doing
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