Well yeh seeh he haint got no good work in im!

Wippersnapper: "Sherri f this a here boy ima getting from the court, he ainta working no hard like the oddez!"

Sheriff: "Weeell seea here a madam we canna be bad to thisa hera boy eh? We canna be seen unde de load up above in de cloudz uppa thera see?

Wippersnapper: "Eeh sherrif but is hard yeh know? Thisa her a boy he no work fast as the oddez.

Sherriff: "Well seea madamz place hera, so lemme jimmy something inna dere to sweeten the deal yeah? Bag o sweet tatoes to feed the boya eh?

They struck the deal and Wippersnapper went home to the oddez and the boya. They ate the tatoes and Wippsersnapper talked to the boya:

Wippersnapper: "Way is ere bonez neva movin really?

The Boya: "Eeh i no wanna woman! Is not mah gem!"

Wippersnapper: "I see yah dere in the workplais, yo no working fast as the oddez, yer just sitting dere scribbling in det book of yers or just sitting dere! Its not OK, not OK."

The Boya: "But i cannae do it, is not my gem im tellin yah, meke me feel lika machine oke? Is the sem thing ova and ova and ova agein, ok mam? Imma no machine imma person!"

Wippersnapper bit her lip, she could see the logic in this and she knew what the boya was talking about, she felt the same way. But still she had to in some way try to justify the world of adults, money and goods to the boya, so that he could keep up what little work he was doing. This was HER job, to see to it that everybody kept working their job, and if she didnt do it somebody else would and Wippersnapper would have to go find work somewhere else or her family would be worse off.  Wippersnapper kept at it with the boya, but to no avail.