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Updated: May 16, 2025
At one time it had seemed to Emmy Lou that the odium, the obloquy, the reproach of being a little girl was more than she could bear, but she would not change places with anyone, now she was a nintimate friend. Emmy Lou asked Hattie what it was this medal. Hattie explained. Hattie knew everything. A medal was well a medal. It hung on a blue ribbon. Each little girl brought her own blue ribbon.
She confessed herself as glad to be a nintimate friend. When Emmy Lou found that to be a nintimate friend meant to walk about the yard with Hattie's arm about her, she was glad indeed to be one.
And after a while Dear Teacher explained about A and do, so that Emmy Lou understood. And then Dear Teacher said, "You may come in." And the crack of the door widened, and in came Hattie. Emmy Lou was glad she was a nintimate friend. Hattie had not laughed.
"Who's your mos' nintimate friend?" was what Emmy Lou understood her to whisper. Emmy Lou had no idea what a nintimate friend might be. She did not know what to do. "Haven't you got one?" demanded Hattie. Emmy Lou shook her head. Hattie put her lips close to Emmy Lou's ear. "Let's us be nintimate friends," said Hattie. Though small in knowledge, Emmy Lou was large in faith.
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