My name is Skeeter,Skeeter Johnson.I live in Mississippi with my mother,Jenna,And my father,Chris.My dream is to be a author.Today I went to my Friend's house for her charity.Her name is,Maybelle.
March,17,1961,
Maybelle:Skeeter!!I'm so glad wewe made it!
Skeeter:Maybelle!I can't believe it!I haven't seen wewe in a month!
That moment I wondered what the maids were saying
Elie:I'm gonna have to kill that Maybelle!
Faith:I know how wewe feel,honey.
Elie:I never wanted this job,but I need money.
Skeeter:So girls,today I think I'm gonna try to get a job!
Joy:Oh?What kind of job do wewe want?
Skeeter:A author!
That whole meza, jedwali was quiet.
Skeeter:What?
Elise:Well we thought you'd want a...um...a...
Maybelle:A charity!!Like me!
Skeeter:Well,Not everyone can be like wewe Maybelle.

Faith:So what are wewe doing with Abilie?
Elie:Trying to get her potty trained but...Maybelle always takes her away during work.
Faith:I know...It's hard taking care of babies when the moms don't enjoy the idea.

Maybelle:Well I know,Skeeter!I just thought you'd choose something more...Creative.
Skeeter:So...Writing a book isn't "Creative"?
Maybelle:Maybe you'd like to sit down,You're drawing a crowd.
Skeeter:Well,Am I?I think I should leave,since wewe think Being An mwandishi isn't creative.Good bye.
I stood up and walked out that door and slammed it as hard as I ever could.

Elie:Oh!Finally someone is telling Maybelle off!
Maybelle:Back to work!
Faith:Yes Ma'am.
Maybelle:Not paying wewe two to sit around and do nothing!
Faith:(mumbles)Not like wewe pay us at all.
Elie:(Chuckles)Ha ha!
Maybelle:What was that Faith???
Faith:Nothing Ma'am.
Maybelle:(Walks out)