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Lennie Small Monologue

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We are all gathered here today to celebrate the life and to honour the memory of our departed friend, Lennie Small. I am George Milton, a very close and dear friend of Lennie's. In fact, he was way more than just a friend to me, he was like my very own brother. Lennie was a special character. He was different, unique from the rest. He had a special innocence that is quite like that of a child, in which he did what he is told and does not complain about it or ask questions back. Lennie was a good man with limited intelligence, bigger in size compared to most. But most important of all, he had a big heart. He was a hard worker on that ranch in the middle of nowhere. He was as strong as an ox, always ahead of everyone's work. He would do the work that would usually take three men, and never even broke a sweat or complained a single time. Lennie had complete faith in me and what I tell him to do. I could ask him to do anything, even stupid stuff and he would actually do it, …show more content…

Lennie was someone who could have been one of the best rabbit tenders in the world. I remember he would always get so excited about being able to take care of the rabbits that we were planning to get. It always made a smile stretch across his face when he felt things that were really smooth. All Lennie thought about was tending the rabbits on a farm that me and him always talked about. We both shared a simple dream of maybe someday buying our own farm. It was the paradise we always wanted, a little house, couple of acres, cows, pigs, and rabbits of course too. At that time, I never really believed in the farm, but he would always make me tell the story of us on it. The more he made me tell the story, the more my excitement grew for the farm along with him. We would have lived together and grown our own crops, and as Lennie would say, “Live off the fatta the lan.” But unfortunately, the death of Lennie, came the death of a

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