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Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game
in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids,
and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me.
And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do,
I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff -
I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going
I have to come out from somewhere and catch them.
That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all.
I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
The Catcher in the Rye
Holden Caulfield in Chapter 22
that is what I would like to be too (when I grow up!)!!! Love, Michele
Sunday, December 2, 2007
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