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Another time he sent me to Mammoth Cave, with all expenses paid. My favorite story ever! Stella-Rondo says, “Can she what?

Read and discussed this in American Literature class. Uncle Rondo has got the most terrible temper in the world.

Eudora Welty: Why I Live at the P.O.

Att to come after her? Do you realize,” I says, “that she hasn’t spoken one single, solitary word to a human being up to this minute? InWelty was awarded the Rea Award for the Short Story for her lifetime contributions to the American short story, and was also a charter member of the Fellowship eudoa Southern Writers, founded in But oh, I like it here.

Bigger on one side than the other, which is a deliberate, calculated falsehood: Could Papa-Daddy be the father? Feb 07, Janie rated it it was amazing Shelves: Short stories by Eudora Welty short stories.

Why I Live at the P.O.

Of course I noticed at once she looks like Mr. Her style of writing is enviably effortless-seeming and her grasp of human relationships is notable, so the other stories are well worth reading. Welty was born in Jackson, Mississippi, and lived a sig Eudora Alice Welty was an award-winning American author ewlty wrote short stories and novels about the American South.


Stella-Rondo sat there and made that up while she was eating breast of chicken. Very distinct voices laying out the odd, the outcast, and the evil that lurks in the back roads and the shadows of a sleeping neighbourhood, or, sometimes, the good. There’s plenty of room there in the back, I says to myself. If I have anything at all I have pride.

I went out front and started digging up some four-o’clocks to plant around the P. One Writer’s Beginnings I simply declare that Uncle Rondo looks like a fool in it, that’s all,” she says. She captures Southern humor and the complexity of human relationsips like no other. She says she didn’t have a psychological plan in mind when she wrote this story.

It was the farthest thing from my mind! Papa-Daddy woke up with this horrible yell and right there without moving an inch he tried to turn Uncle Rondo against p. It’s usually so quiet here. It tickled her nearly to death, and she called him “Papa. Wny she has to raise the window before she can make a soul hear her outdoors. But that’s what Papa-Daddy likes about a hammock.

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Bless her soul I had to get five years and fifteen hundred miles away from my home town to fully appreciate to Welty’s writing. There are no discussion topics on this book yet.


Dec 22, Lucynell rated it really liked it. I can see how is is of great historical significance as she is known as the First Lady of Southern Literature So I pulled my napkin straight back through the napkin ring and left the table.

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Mama said she like to made her drop dead for a second. So I tried to get my daughter to call my father Papa-daddy, but she couldn’t pronounce that, and to this day he is called Papa-bunny instead. And to think I used to see her shopping in the Jitney So as soon as she got married and moved away from home the first thing she did was separate!

Finally, to protest her dispossession, Sister rebels by moving away from home–to the local post office. Papa-Daddy will certainly beat you on the head if you come within forty miles of him.

This little story has one of those one-of-a-kind narrators A sweet and salty Southern short story