You're the smartest one in the class, Aibileen," she say. "And the only way you're going to keep sharp is to read and write every day.
Kathryn StockettMots clés keep-sharp read-and-write
I've been dropped off in a place I do not belong anymore. Certainly not here with Mother and Daddy,...
Kathryn StockettMots clés belonging feeling-lost finding-your-place
...I want to read what you're thinking. I'm pretty sure it's not about housekeeping.
Kathryn StockettMots clés reading-your-thoughts
To say I have frizzy hair is an understatement. It is kinky, more pubic than cranial, and whitish blond, breaking off easily, like hay.
Kathryn StockettMots clés frizzy-hair
If singing was a color, it would've been the color of that chocolate.
Kathryn Stockett...that's what I want them to know. Saying thank you, when you really mean it, when you remember what someone done for you
Kathryn StockettMots clés being-thankful
What if I'm stuck. Here. Forever.
Kathryn StockettMots clés stuck
I slip off my flats and walk down the front porch steps, while Mother calls out for me to put my shoes back on, threatening ringworm, mosquito, encephalitis. The inevitability of death by no shoes. Death by no husband.
Kathryn StockettMots clés the-help
Find I can get my point across a lot better writing them down
Kathryn StockettMots clés the-help
Ever afternoon, me and Baby Girl set in the. rocking chair before her nap. Ever afternoon, I tell her: You kind, you smart, you important. But she growing up and I know, soon, them few words ain't gone be enough.
Kathryn StockettMots clés the-help aibileen mae-mobley
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