″‘No!’ Mom or Ethan would shout when I wet the floor. ‘Good boy!’ they’d sing when I peed in the grass. ‘Okay, that’s good,’ they’d say when I urinated on the papers. I could not understand what in the world was wrong with them.”
“By golly, what a place that kitchen was! The noise! And the steam! And the clatter of pots and pans! And the cooks all shouting! And the waiters all rushing in and out from the Dining-Room yelling the food orders to the cooks!”
Shooting and shouting result, and the family is ordered to leave the country. An almost duplicate scene labeled “Eritrea” follows. In an effort to show that neither country embraces the union of this Ethiopian man and Eritrean woman and its progeny, the question immediately arises, are the soldiers Ethiopian or Eritrean?
“At last, Jemmy thought, you’re free of the prince! But he couldn’t resist a backward glance.
Prince Brat was standing in the center of the road. He’d dropped his load of driftwood and merely gazed at the receding coach.
Jemmy straightened, and folded his arms. The prince wasn’t his look out any longer.But he’d stood there like a wounded bird. Blast him! A prince hadn’t a cockeyed notion how to fend for himself.
‘Stop, Cap’n!’ Jemmy shouted. ‘We left me friend behind.’ ”