Blog #2:
Lennie and I finally arrived at the ranch. We were
shown to our room by an old swamper. He told us all about a blacksmith who left
a can of bug killer under the bed. The boss came in and demanded an explanation
why Lennie and I couldn’t help him this morning. The boss kept saying that Lennie
did not speak much. He did not like me talking for Lennie all the time because
he thought that maybe I was trying to trick him. When the boss left, the old
swamper came back in and asked how the boss was. All of a sudden, a boy came
into the room. He started to stare at Lennie and I. He acted like the boss and
challenged Lennie to say something. I kept telling this boy to leave Lennie
alone. After several attempts, he left. The old swamper came back and said that
the boy’s name was Curley and that he was the Boss’ son. Curley was a
lightweight and had been married for two weeks. The wife would flirt with the
other ranch workers. The swamper thought that she was a cheater.
I
felt sorry that Lennie was being treated badly by the boss’ son. The old
swamper said that since Curley was a little guy, he would pick fights with boys
that were bigger than him. I don’t like mean little guys, when they fight, they
break bones. I feel like I have to protect Lennie from harm against this boy. I
agree with the old man that Curley’s wife is a tarta and I am afraid that Lennie might fall for
her. If that happens, then we would have to run away again. I feel that the
boss can be a strict fellow and he will always defend his son. Overall, I think
working here is going to be hell.
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