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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young: cry when you could not understand things, so she quickly reached out
her little pink hand and laid it on the lady's hand--just because
she knew how sorrowful it felt to feel like crying and not to know.
``You see,'' said Bessie Bell gently, as she softly patted the lady's
hand, ``you see, you do look something like a Sister,--but,'' said
Bessie Bell, ``I believe you do look more like a Mama.''
``Little girl,'' said the lady, ``what do you mean?''
And she still looked as if she might cry.
``Yes,'' said Bessie Bell, for she had begun to think very hard,
``Alice has a mama. Robbie has a mama. Lucy has a mama. Everybody
has a mama. Never mind, Bessie Bell will find a mama--''
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