This Stubborn SoilScribner, 1966 - 307 էջ In this remarkable American autobiography, William Owens gives an account of his childhood and youth in Texas. Born in a tiny place called Pin Hook, not far from the Oklahoma border, Mr. Owens eloquently records a frontier life that seems incredible in the twentieth century -- a struggle with desperate poverty, with the land, and above all a struggle to gain an education. |
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... teacher and wear good brown shoes every day in the week . I did not tell him . I did not tell anyone else . My friends would have no use for anybody who wanted to be a teacher . Anybody would be a fool to be like Mr. Jessee . Almost ...
... teacher and wear good brown shoes every day in the week . I did not tell him . I did not tell anyone else . My friends would have no use for anybody who wanted to be a teacher . Anybody would be a fool to be like Mr. Jessee . Almost ...
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... teacher , but I did not have to tell it to the others . We stood in a group on the school ground , waiting for him ... teacher . To be a part of them , I had turned against Mr. Jessee . In turning against him , I had turned against being ...
... teacher , but I did not have to tell it to the others . We stood in a group on the school ground , waiting for him ... teacher . To be a part of them , I had turned against Mr. Jessee . In turning against him , I had turned against being ...
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... teacher in a long time . Again I began trying to write . When I handed one of my pieces in to the teacher she read it aloud to the whole room . Then she came down the aisle to my desk . " Where'd you copy it from ? " she demanded . " I ...
... teacher in a long time . Again I began trying to write . When I handed one of my pieces in to the teacher she read it aloud to the whole room . Then she came down the aisle to my desk . " Where'd you copy it from ? " she demanded . " I ...
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