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i feel safe with matilda
Miss Hilly: I am style and class!
Skeeter: You belong in the trash.
I tell myself that's what you get when you put thirty-one toilets on the most popular girl's front yard. People tend to treat you a little differently than before.
Kathryn Stockett, The Help
I'm sorry were you dropped on your head as a baby, or were you just born stupid?
Skeeter, The Help
"Maybe I ought to keep writing...about all the people I know and the things I seen and done" (Stocket 444).
The day I left the Leefolt home was the day my life ended, but then I came to realize I had only just began.
One day I came in to Miss Leefolt's house cause it was my time to get to work. Baby Girl was already at school so I was just wonderin' if Li'l Man was up and going for me to give him his dinner, cause I know Miss Leefolt don't like being around her children, specially when they as young as Ross. I came in and it was real quiet, so I suppose that Li'l Man was probably sleeping. I went back to the kitchen to get all the food ready for tonight and that's when I see Miss Hilly, standing there as if she own the house. Miss Leefolt was standin' next to her and she look kinda nervous. I begin to get nervous cause I thought something had happened to Minny or something happened to another black person, like what happen to Louvenia's grandson. So i just stand there, waiting for some of them to tell me something. Hopefully, it would be Miss Leefolt the one who talked because I didn't have time for Miss Hilly's nasty words. But no, neither of them said anything about any black person or Minny. They told me something worse.
Miss Hilly began saying how she was missin' three pieces of her silver that I had returned to her yesterday. I ain't even worry cause I know I returned everything so I just tell her that I'm gon go look in the kitchen and see if I left anything behind, just in case. But then Miss Hilly begin callin' me a thief, telling me she gon "press charges" if I don't return her silver. Law, then and there, I was beginning to get more worried cause if she call the police, it was gonna be a black maid's word against a white lady's word. Miss Leefolt try to calm Miss Hilly down but I know Miss Hilly just want to throw me out and maybe, she will get what she wants. In that instant Miss Hilly tells me, "it behooves me to inform you you are fired, Aibileen...I'll be calling the police. The know me" (Stockett 440).
But then I tell her somethin' she will never forget. I tell her that I know somethin' bout her that no one else does, and she stay quiet. I also tell her I can write about her and all she does in jail because if she do send me to jail, I'll have plenty of time to write. I also tell her I've been told I'm a good writer, and I tell her, "the paper's free" (Stockett 441).
Then come Baby Girl, telling me not to leave. That truly broke my heart. Baby Girl, I loved her, I raised her. I taught her to be respectful. I told her to always believe she was kind, smart, and important. I tell Baby girl to remember everything I ever told her, then I leave.
In such a short time, all my life ended. But then, as I was walking down the street, I realize my life was just beginning. I could continue writing all the stories my boy, Treelore, never came to write.
First time Miss Skeeter told me she want to write a story on the help, and what we, as maids think, I was scared. Scared cause I worried them white ladies would find out I was sayin' stories bout them behind they backs. But then I thought, it's my only chance to let everybody know the truth bout how them white folks do to us, and say to us. Law, I was scared to even tell the truth. I wasn't ready to tell my story. I ain't even know if was ever ton be ready in my life to tell a white lady a black woman's opinions. I was even surprise when Miss Skeeter actually sound interested in what I do. Even though she was always one of them nice white ladies, I still was surprised. I was surprise that Miss Skeeter didm;t care bout no white folk's opinion, she was gon do something she wanted to do. Cause after all, no white person had ever in my life asked me how it felt like to be me. How it felt like to be a black maid, raising them white people's babies and working for them white families.
After that, I start avoiding Miss Skeeter cause I felt bad that I had told her no when she asked about my story, then I realized I could tell her. Maybe this book she want to write could change Jackson, Mississippi. Maybe even the whole world. So i went and told Miss Skeeter I was doing it. I wanted to let everyone know what I think of them bathrooms and specially what I think o' Miss Hilly.
I wanna hit her so bad. Just so bad. Miss Hilly needs to like fall in a ditch and die.