Friday, July 24

Chapter 25: Page 242-3—A

The questions came real fast and I pulled a weak act. The hara told me if I didn’t act right he’d knock me right out of the wheel chair I was sitting in. I yelled, “Nurse, I wanna throw up!”

The hara looked bad at me and went away. But the next day a stretcher on wheels was brought in, and I was lifted onto it, and handcuffed. 

“Where am I going?” I asked the attendant.

“Bellevue Prison Ward.”

In Bellevue I was put into a big ward with a lot of beds and a lot of guys. At one end of the ward were some solitary confinement cells (steel doors wit a square, barred opening) and a room that had been built into cells with bars—for the wild cats, I guess. My wounds were healing, but I still felt pretty lousy. It was cold in that ward. One guy died during the night. I thought maybe he was better off. One of the guards had told me that the cop I had shot died. For me, it would have been la silla, the chair.

What do you think a hara is?

Where was Piri going?

What happened to one guy during the night?

What did one of the guards tell Piri?

Chapter 25: Page 242-3—B

The questions came fast and I pulled a weak act. The hara told me if I didn’t act right he’d knock me out of the wheel chair I was sitting in. I yelled, “Nurse, I wanna throw up!”

The hara looked bad at me and went away. But the next day a stretcher on wheels was brought in, and I was lifted onto it, and handcuffed. 

“Where am I going?” I asked the attendant.

“Bellevue Prison Ward.”

In Bellevue I was put into a big ward with a lot of beds and a lot of guys. At one end of the ward were some solitary confinement cells and a room that had been built into cells with bars. My wounds were healing, but I still felt lousy. It was cold. One guy died during the night. I thought maybe he was better off. One of the guards had told me that the cop I had shot died. For me, it would have been the chair.

1. Where was Piri going?

2. What happened to one guy during the night?

3. What did one of the guards tell Piri?

Chapter 25: Page 242-3—C

The questions came fast. The hara told me if I didn’t act right he’d knock me out of the wheel chair. I yelled, “Nurse, I wanna throw up!”

The hara looked bad at me. The next day a stretcher on wheels was brought in, and I was lifted onto it, and handcuffed. 

“Where am I going?” I asked the attendant.

“Bellevue Prison.”

In Bellevue I was put into a big ward with a lot of beds and a lot of guys. At one end of the ward were some solitary confinement cells and a room that had been built into cells with bars. My wounds were healing, but I still felt lousy. It was cold. One guy died during the night. I thought maybe he was better off. One of the guards had told me that the cop I had shot died. For me, it would have been the chair.

1. Where was Piri going?

2. What did one of the guards tell Piri?