I'm talking with the 3 most prominent main characters from the book Further Courage (We talked about it a little bit here folks!) It's a Revolutionary War Novel, set in Rural Massachusetts part time and the other half in Boston.
Me: Hello you all! Why don't you introduce yourself?
Melinda: My name is Melinda Hamilton, a full nineteen years old. I'm the midwife's assistant in my small town of Kineworth.
Kier: I'm Kier Malloy-- just your typical Irish slave with a crooked back. And I wouldn't know my age, so I won't bother with that. We'll just say I'm a young man.
Emmeline: Now, none of that sass, man. I'm Emmeline. They say I'm about twenty or twenty-one. I grew up in Kineshire as a slave. But not your Irish kind, please note. I'm black, though I'm more closely connected to England than Africa. More's the pity with this war going on, I think.
Kier: We both work for Miss Whidden, the wealthiest woman in Kineshire.
Melinda: *groans* And absolute silliest.
Me: * laughs * I've heard rumors stating it is so. Ok, let's go in a different direction now. What are your dreams?
Kier: Slaves aren't allowed to dream.
Kier: haha, but who says I obey rules all the time? I love singing, poetry, and writing. If I lived in the time of the Celts I'd be a bard. But since I live the modern age of the 1770's I'm going to have to be content with making songs up in my head and singing them so loud and so often that nobody forgets them. Paper is costly, you know, I've never had more than one piece of it in my life for my own.
Emmeline: Kier sings real pretty songs too, but Jasmine, the cook, has not quite forgiven him for discovering how to shatter glass with his voice. He broke all of Miss Whidden's crystal tumblers--although Miss Whidden still believes the vandal Patriots did it.
Kier: *grins* I am a vandal Patriot.
Melinda: You're not supposed to admit that, Mr. Malloy.
Emmeline: *ignoring them* If I could be anything I set my heart on, I'd marry and own my own house. Be the mistress. Hire girls to help me with the washing and cooking and dress in yellow with lace at the sleeves.
Melinda: I should like to do something to help others--that's why I enjoy being a midwife. And ever since I was a small child I wanted to own a library room full of books, because I love reading.
Me: That's wonderful. Now, for the last question, and this one is just for fun. What is the silliest or oddest thing you've ever done?
Kier: Oh, that's easy. *chuckle* A year ago, when I first came here to the Whidden's house, Emmeline told me I couldn't be a spy for the Americans even if I tried--I was too obvious. Well after crushing my hopes and aspirations like that, I was determined to prove her wrong. So I stalked out the door intending to follow the first person I saw. It was, unfortunately, Pastor Laughlin, Melinda's brother in law, and I spent the next few hours stalking him and hiding in bushes. After coming out of the blacksmith's, though, he looked directly at me as I was pretending to inspect apples outside the general store and said, "Well, lad, I hope you're hungry--for the next stop is home and it's time for my supper. Susannah has baked a pie today." I was mortified. But, Melinda, your sister's pies are very delicious.
Melinda: You went home with Laughlin? Shame!
Kier: I did. What Irishman would decline food? Especially when offered by another Irishman. It was lovely talking, I can assure you.
Emmeline: *laughing* And that is why Kier is not a spy. I do not tend towards silliness but one time Jasmine made this delicious looking cake. When I took it out to the dinner table though Miss Whidden just sniffed and said she thought she didn't want it after all and I was to throw it out. I was rather annoyed by this so for some strange reason I whispered, "Throw it, miss?" and then threw it across the room. She was very angry and slapped me, but the other girls and I ate so much cake while cleaning it up that it was quite worth it. The wallpaper still holds a faint stain from it, actually.
Melinda: I have far too many moments like this to count, but most recently (last week in fact), my sister Priscilla said something about how my sister Meggy is always losing various personal articles, so I got this idea to hide everybody's right shoe or boot and see what happened. It is rather mad thinking back on it, but it seemed an excellent notion at the time, so I did it--all the right shoes in my home disappeared and everybody was exceedingly cross the next day. In fact, it was such a bad joke that only Meggy laughed about it.
Me: What adventures! Well, I guess that wraps it up for today. Thanks for chatting, everybody!
Melinda: Thank you in return.
Emmeline: We enjoyed it.
Kier: Good bye! *waves*
Well that's all for today! Hope you enjoyed it!
You all have a lovely day!