songs of experience

Track & Field Olympian, Joan Nesbit Mabe, waxes philosophical... and sometimes wanes.

7/6/2006

she sat and thought complaints to herself

Filed under: Joan @ 12:55 pm

“Ma, can’t we get out and run behind the wagon? My legs are so tired.”
“No, Laura,” Ma said.
“Aren’t we going to camp pretty soon?” Laura asked. It seemed such a long time since noon, when they had eaten their lunch sitting on the clean grass in the shade of the wagon.
Pa answered, “Not yet. It’s too early to camp now.”
“I want to camp, now! I’m so tired,” Laura said.
Then Ma said, “Laura.” That was all, but it meant that Laura must not complain. So she did not complain any more out loud, but she was still naughty, inside. She sat and thought complaints to herself.”

from, Little House on the Prairie
by Laura Ingalls Wilder

1 Comment »

  1. A slightly tardy, “Welcome Back!” I’ve missed seeing your insights, and look forward to future posts.

    Comment by Scooter — 7/7/2006 @ 6:00 am

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