Zora Neale Hurston. Dust Tracks on a Road: Autobiography
Dust Tracks on a Road: Autobiography
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1. My Birthplace
Chapter 2. My Folks
Chapter 3. I Get Born
Chapter 4. The Inside Search
Chapter 5. Figure and Fancy
Chapter 6. Wandering
Chapter 7. Jacksonville and After
Chapter 8. Backstage and the Railroad
Chapter 9. School Again
Chapter 10. Research
Chapter 11. Books and Things
Chapter 12. My People! My People!
Chapter 13. Two Women in Particular
Chapter 14. Love
Chapter 15. Religion
Chapter 16. Looking Things Over
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Zora Neale Hurston
Chapter 2. My Folks
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I used to take a seat on top of the gate-post and watch the world go by. One way to Orlando ran past my house, so the carriages and cars would pass before me. The movement made me glad to see it. Often the white travelers would hail me, but more often I hailed them, and asked, “Don’t you want me to go a piece of the way with you?”
They always did. I know now that I must have caused a great deal of amusement among them, but my self-assurance must have carried the point, for I was always invited to come along. I’d ride up the road for perhaps a half-mile, then walk back. I did not do this with the permission of my parents, nor with their foreknowledge. When they found out about it later, I usually got a whipping. My grandmother worried about my forward ways a great deal. She had known slavery and to her my brazenness was unthinkable.