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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young: pink dress, and I will wear that to your party.''
Mama? My Mama?
Bessie Bell leaned against the little fluted post of the gallery to
the cabin where she and Sister Helen Vincula lived, and thought a
great deal about that.
And Bessie Bell wondered a great deal what that could mean: Mama?
My Mama?
There were strange new things in this world.
Bessie Bell almost forgot to remember now, because every day was so
full of such strange new things to know.
Mama? My Mama?
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