Part VII
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"No, no, put da bunks dis way! It's like it was in da udda lodgin' house…"
"Dis ain't da udda lodgin' house! It boined down! Dere's nuthin' ya can do 'bout it!"
"But we can make da new one look like da old one!"
"What 're ya tawkin' about, cheesehead?"
"Who you callin' cheesehead, ya lousy bum?"
"'Ey 'ey 'ey, break it up, break it up. What're ya lousy bums fightin' 'bout now?"
"Snake wants da new place ta look jest like da old one!"
"An' Keys wants it ta be diff'rent!"
"What's wrong wit da old one? We all loved it dere. It was our home."
"Ain't it time fer a change?"
"Change is nevah good, Keys. Trust me."
Keys rolled his eyes, and Snake grinned. "See? Spot says change is bad, so keep it da old way!"
"Fine," said Keys.
Spot gazed around. "Dis place is nice. Betta dan da last one. An' it's biggah." He took off his hat and wiped his forehead. "Geez, it's hot in heah. What'dya say we go outside?"
"Shoah!" Keys and Snake gladly moved the bunk bed into place and scrambled down the stairs, racing to be the first onto the pier and into the water.
Spot climbed up to a tall post. Dis was Fish's spot… he was always up heah. He liked bein' above da rest. An' Red would always stand down dere… Geez, I miss 'em. It's been… six yeahs. Geez. Seems like yestahday. Not much had happened in the past six years. Spot just took life one day at a time, living life to its fullest and rarely having to worry about a thing. He outsold everybody, soaked anybody who doubted him, and went his own way.
Actually, he was alone most of the time. No girls were ever featured in his life, except for the occasional fling when he was feeling really down in the dumps. He was friendly with all the newsies, but he didn't really have any true friends. Spot sold alone, ate alone, walked alone, fought alone.
If Fish an' Red were still heah, I wouldn't be alone, he thought. Well, we'll be tagethah again some day, right fellahs? An' Fish, ya'd be proud a me. I'se takin' good care a da boys. I look out fer all da new guys, pay fer anybody dat ain't got da money… I'se a great leadah. An' ev'ry newsie in Noo Yawk knows who I am. I improved me reputation lots! I still miss yous guys… ya were da best.
Suddenly, Spot looked over and saw Jack Kelly walking over. "Well if it ain't Jack-be-nimble, Jack-be-quick," he said slowly as he said his silent goodbyes to his lost friends. It was time to get on with living his life.
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"No, no, put da bunks dis way! It's like it was in da udda lodgin' house…"
"Dis ain't da udda lodgin' house! It boined down! Dere's nuthin' ya can do 'bout it!"
"But we can make da new one look like da old one!"
"What 're ya tawkin' about, cheesehead?"
"Who you callin' cheesehead, ya lousy bum?"
"'Ey 'ey 'ey, break it up, break it up. What're ya lousy bums fightin' 'bout now?"
"Snake wants da new place ta look jest like da old one!"
"An' Keys wants it ta be diff'rent!"
"What's wrong wit da old one? We all loved it dere. It was our home."
"Ain't it time fer a change?"
"Change is nevah good, Keys. Trust me."
Keys rolled his eyes, and Snake grinned. "See? Spot says change is bad, so keep it da old way!"
"Fine," said Keys.
Spot gazed around. "Dis place is nice. Betta dan da last one. An' it's biggah." He took off his hat and wiped his forehead. "Geez, it's hot in heah. What'dya say we go outside?"
"Shoah!" Keys and Snake gladly moved the bunk bed into place and scrambled down the stairs, racing to be the first onto the pier and into the water.
Spot climbed up to a tall post. Dis was Fish's spot… he was always up heah. He liked bein' above da rest. An' Red would always stand down dere… Geez, I miss 'em. It's been… six yeahs. Geez. Seems like yestahday. Not much had happened in the past six years. Spot just took life one day at a time, living life to its fullest and rarely having to worry about a thing. He outsold everybody, soaked anybody who doubted him, and went his own way.
Actually, he was alone most of the time. No girls were ever featured in his life, except for the occasional fling when he was feeling really down in the dumps. He was friendly with all the newsies, but he didn't really have any true friends. Spot sold alone, ate alone, walked alone, fought alone.
If Fish an' Red were still heah, I wouldn't be alone, he thought. Well, we'll be tagethah again some day, right fellahs? An' Fish, ya'd be proud a me. I'se takin' good care a da boys. I look out fer all da new guys, pay fer anybody dat ain't got da money… I'se a great leadah. An' ev'ry newsie in Noo Yawk knows who I am. I improved me reputation lots! I still miss yous guys… ya were da best.
Suddenly, Spot looked over and saw Jack Kelly walking over. "Well if it ain't Jack-be-nimble, Jack-be-quick," he said slowly as he said his silent goodbyes to his lost friends. It was time to get on with living his life.