Always the oldest and strongest climbed on top of the youngest and fooled his mammy into feeding him most by having his head highest, his mouth widest, and begging loudest.

There could be no mistake.

I was so amazed I forgot the blow, as I stared at the fool woman.
"I don't see why you slap me!" I cried.

"It's the truth! Lots of times old birds pull out bunches of feathers fighting, and young ones in the nests bite each other until they squeal." Miss Amelia caught my shoulders and shook me as hard as she could; and she proved to be stronger than you ever would have thought to look at her.
"Take your seat!" she cried.

"You are a rude, untrained child!" "They do fight!" I insisted, as I held my head high and walked to my desk.
Leon laughed out loud, and that made everyone else.