Harmony School, 1997, Page 111
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MRMHMJ. D. SalingerBThe Incredible Edible Eggway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some gamein this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, andnobody’s around—nobody big, I mean—except me. AndIm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I haveto do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over thecliff—I mean if they’re running and they don’t look wherethey’re going I have to come out from somewhere andcatch them. Thats all Id do all day. Id just be the catcherin the rye and all. I know its crazy, but that’s the only thingI’d really like to be. I know it’s crazy.“You know that song If a body catch a body corninthrough the rye Id like-“Its If a body meet a body coming through the ryelold Pheobe said Its a poem by Robert Bums.“I know its a poem by Robert Burns.She was right though. It is If a body meets a bodycoming through the rye. I didn’t know it then, though.“I thought it was If a body catch a body,’ I said. “Any- |
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