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Great Books
Wednesday, 30 July 2003
I Am The Cheese By Robert Cormier......Page One

I am riding the bicycle and I am on Route 31 in Monument, Massachusetts, on my way to Rutterburg, Vermont, and I'm pedaling furiously because this is an old-fashioned bike, no speeds, no fenders, only the warped tires and the brakes that don't always work and the handlebars with cracked rubber grips to steer with. A plain bike- the kind my father rode as a kid years ago. It's cold as I pedal along, the wind like a snake slithering up my sleeves and into my jacket and my pant legs, too. But I keep pedaling, I keep pedaling.
This is Mechanic Street in Monument, and to my right, high above a hill, there's a hospital and I glance up at the place and I think of my father in Rutterburg, Vermont, and my pedaling accelerates. It's ten o' clock in the morning and it is October, not a Thomas Wolfe October of burning leaves and ghost winds but a rotten October, dreary, cold, and damp with little sun and no warmth at all. Nobody reads Thomas Wolfe anymore, I guess, except my father and me. I did a book report on The Web and the Rock and Mr. Parker in English regarded me with suspicion and gave me a B- instead of the usual A. But Mr. Parker and the school and all of that are behind me now and I pedal. Your legs do all the work on an old bike like this, but my legs feel good, strong, with staying power. I pass by a house with a white picket fence and I spot a little kid who's standing on the sidewalk and he watches me go by and i wave to him because he looks lonesome and he waves back.
I look over my shoulder but there's no one following.

Posted by anime5/booksegs at 8:31 PM EDT
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Monday, 28 July 2003
I Am The Cheese by Robert Cormier......Intro
It should have been easy to tell him everything,all his doubts,to get it all off his chest, but he wasn't sure how to proceed. He wondered if he should tell him about the clues.

T: What clues?
A: What do you mean,"clues"?
T: What you just said-you used the word "clues".

He retreated into silence, stunned. Could the doctor read his mind? Impossible. Or maybe the medicine was doing funny things again. The medicine was always playing tricks on him. And now it was making him believe he was only thinking when he was actually speaking aloud. He would have to be careful. He would have to watch himself, to listen for his voice. The panic shivered in his bones and a terrible tingling took possession of his body.

A: I'd like to go back now.
T: Of course.
A: I'm tired.
T: I understand. Don't press. There's plenty of time.
A: Thank you.
T: Everything's going to be all right.

END TAPE OZK001

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