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- Reward
- Of course I could not express the things that I knew about Miss Lottie as I stood there awkward and ashamed. The years have put words to the things I knew in that moment, and as I look back upon it, I know that moment marked the end of innocence. Innocence involves and unseeing acceptance of things at face value, an ignorance of the area below the surface. In that humiliating moment I looked beyond myself and into the depths of another person. This was the beginning of compassion, and one cannot have both compassion and innocence.
- The return
- The years have taken me worlds away from that time and place, from the dust and squalor of our lives, and from the bright thing that I destroyed in a blind- childish striking out at God knows what. Miss Lottie died long ago and many years have passed since I last saw her in her hut, completely barren at last, for despite my wild contrition she never planted marigolds again. Yet, there are times when the image of those passionate yellow mounds returns with a painful poignancy. For one does not have to be ignorant and poor to find that life is as barren as the dusty yards of our town. And I too have planted marigolds.
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