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She died when I was 6.
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I`m sorry.
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I remember it Iike it was yesterday.
:46:11
Christmas, 1 989. Dad had been
fired from the zipper factory.
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Mom was puIIing in tricks
to make ends meet.
:46:20
DanieI Day-Lewis won an Oscar
for My Left Foot.
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And aII I wanted was
a IittIe Betsy Wetsy doII.
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I remember those. Push her beIIy,
she`d piss aII over herseIf.
:46:32
She said she was going out
to get my dad a bottIe of gin...
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...but I knew she was going
to get me that present.
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It was raining reaIIy hard
that night...
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...and the roads were sIippery.
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Oh, God, Janey.
A car accident.
:46:52
No. Cancer.
:46:57
I had to take on
aII of her responsibiIities:
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Cooking and cIeaning and
breast-feeding Mitch.
:47:05
It`s in the past.
Think about your future.
:47:08
Look how taIented you are.
:47:11
I have this dream of just
hopping on a pIane and going to Paris.
:47:16
There`s an art schooI
but I can`t afford it.
:47:19
UnIess I raise $26,000
before the admissions cutoff.
:47:24
My parents give a schoIarship to girIs
who can`t get into art schooI.
:47:29
ReaIIy? That`s amazing.
:47:31
This year we gave it to Lupe,
the Mexican finger painter.
:47:36
I think you`d reaIIy Iike her work.
:47:40
Sometimes I wish my Iife
was a fairy taIe...
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...and some guy wouId come
and take me away.