on my very last day in the orphanage i was being chased by the police. they told me that i was being sent off to the florida school for boys reform school, at marianna so i ran to get away from them. they chased me around the dining room building several times and finally i made a dash for the chain-link fence and tried to climb over in order to escape. i saw the deaf boy sitting there on his porch just looking at me as they pulled me down from the fence and handcuffed me. the boy, now about twelve jumped up and ran across san diego road, placed his fingers through the chain-link fence and just stood there looking at us.

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　　they dragged me by my legs, screaming and yelling for more than several hundred yards through the dirt and pine-straw to the waiting police car. all i could hear the entire time was the high pitched sound of that whale being harpooned again. as we pulled away in the police car i saw the deaf boy loosen his grip on the fence and slide very slowly to the ground and lower his head into the leaves and pine straw. that is when i realized that he probably really did love me and he wanted to save me because he thought that i too was making the whale sound.