Narration and Point of View in Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy, Part 2 Answers

Read the excerpt from chapter 6 of Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy.She glared at him."Lizzie, I swear to you, as sure as I'm standing right here—that's a lie. Every bit of it. Every single bit.""My granddaddy said it was a lie, too." She leaned her head to one side and looked at him steadily. "So why haven't you been down to the island?""So only you get to ask questions now?""Yes." She waited."I haven't been down to the island because my father believes that you were using me to help you stay on Malaga Island.""Well," she said slowly. "Well.""I didn't believe it, either." The sea breeze lay at their feet panting, hoping they would play with it again.

Read the excerpt from chapter 6 of Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy."Is that you up there, laughing like a loon?"Lizzie. Lizzie Bright.He put his head out the window. "What are you doing here?" he called down."Well, I've missed you, too. I'm stealing chickens.""We don't have any chickens.""Your dog, then.""We don't have a dog.""I figured you didn't have a dog—or he was deaf as a post. What does a minister have to steal?""Books. Preaching books."She paused. "I guess you can keep those. I'll try somewhere else."

LizzieTurnerMrs. CobbReverend Buckminster

Read the excerpt from chapter 6 of Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy.It seemed to Turner less and less likely that he would be lighting out for the Territories anytime soon. But as the days went by and he settled into his imprisonment, he was comforted by one thing: who knew how, but he was more and more sure that Lizzie had not lied to him, and that Malaga was as real as real.And there was one other comfort, and it came from a surprising source. After three days of his absence, Mrs. Cobb appeared at the parsonage to ask if he had been sick. When she found out he wasn't, she asked if Turner might come to her house to play the organ for her. His mother agreed.Turner was not told how Reverend Buckminster came to agree to this, too, and he did not ask.Turner dawdled on his way down to her house each afternoon. Not that there was much to see. But there was the sea breeze, and the trees were starting to yellow and blush. So he dawdled until he came to the picket fence, and every day Mrs. Cobb was standing at the door waiting for him, scowling and sour.

In chapter 6 of Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy, it is apparent that Turner views Malaga Island as a positive place while Reverend Buckminster views it as a less respectable place than Phippsburg.

Read the excerpt from Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy.They stood together quietly, in the dark, in the growing cool of the night, and the sea breeze gave up on them and played in the dark leaves above, and the sound of the waves came in with the quiet. The stars popped in the night sky like distant firecrackers, and beyond them the great streak of the Milky Way came down out of heaven and draped a swathe into the ocean beyond. Turner could almost feel the globe sliding under his feet. Lizzie felt it, too and she reached out and took his hand for a moment—as if for balance—and then dropped it.

The author chose to tell Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy from the perspective of children rather than adults.

Read the excerpt from chapter 6 of Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy."Because I wanted to know if it was true.""If what was true?""If Lizzie was lying to me. If all she wanted to do was to get me on her side so she wouldn't have to leave the island."Reverend Buckminster sighed. "It doesn't matter if it's true. It matters what people think. It matters that my congregation can tell me what to think when my son goes out to visit a Negro girl on Malaga Island. It doesn't matter at all how she go

Based on chapter 6 of Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy, what conclusion can be drawn about Lizzie, given that she went to visit Turner?

Read the excerpt from Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy.Reverend Buckminster sighed. "It doesn't matter if it's true. It matters what people think. It matters that my congregation can tell me what to think when my son goes out to visit a Negro girl on Malaga Island. It doesn't matter at all how she got you out there.""It matters to me," Turner whispered."Speak up!""It matters to me."

Read the line from chapter 6 of Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy.Lizzie looked at him for a long time, tilting her head to one side as if trying to figure him out—which was what she was doing.

Read the excerpt from chapter 6 of Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy.Reverend Buckminster sighed. "It doesn't matter if it's true. It matters what people think. It matters that my congregation can tell me what to think when my son goes out to visit a Negro girl on Malaga Island. It doesn't matter at all how she got you out there.""It matters to me," Turner whispered."Speak up!""It matters to me."The grim silence circled the room like an eager tiger. It flicked its tail greedily at them, circling, circling, circling. Turner felt that it was about to pounce, claws fully out.And then it did."Forbidden is forbidden. You will stay in the house for the next two weeks, Turner. If I cannot trust you not to go to the island, then I will have to keep you under my eye. You may not leave here except for church services. And this means that you may not go down to the docks today.""They're not down on the docks.""Speak up, Turner. Good Lord, don't mumble like a little whipped boy.""They're not down on the damn docks."