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Show 15 5 at the home of Maynard Fletcher, 1236 Avenue C, where you helped to remove stolen property amounting to an estimated $3,670.00." Dyna gasped. "Frog only gave me thirty-five bucks. Was it that much?' "That much," the judge replied, his eyes stern. A black-robed silence pervaded the court. "I'd like to know why you returned to this pattern of crime. After holding a good job, after getting transferred to a new school, after assuring your grandmother and me that you intended to abide by the laws of our society . . . Why did you do it, Dyna?" She couldn't answer. She had no excuse. "Can't you tell me? What made you do what you obviously knew was wrong?" "I didn't have enough money for school registration. I'd saved some from tips but it wasn't enough, and Gram finished off her check on new school shoes for me. I didn't know where to get any more." "Does everyone steal when she needs money?" "Of course not." Why is he treating me like a. twelve-year-old? Can't he see how awful this is for me7 "What happened to your job? The note I have here, dated June 26, states that your employer was very pleased with your work." "I liked working there. My boss and I got along fine. Until I told off a customer. He fired me." "And why did you do that?" "Your honor, this m a n - " she looked aside at her grandmother, then back, "--he had a very dirty mouth. You don't want me to repeat what he said to me, do you?" Judge Kranes hesitated. "Mrs. Suggs, I'm sure you've heard Dyna's side of this. In your opinion, was she justified in her behavior?" "I'd have slapped him besides!" Gram said staunchly. There was suppressed laughter from the class. Even the judge smiled, but not for long. "Well, did you explain this to your employer? He's been very fair in hiring young people sent to him by the court." "No, Sir, he wouldn't let me explain anything." |
