Read the excerpt from Richard Wright's Black Boy.
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"Mama, I'm hungry," I complained one afternoon.
"Jump up and catch a kungry,” she said, trying to make me laugh and forget.
"What's a kungry?"
"It's what little boys eat when they get hungry,” she said.
"What does it taste like?"
"I don't know."
"Then why do you tell me to catch one?"
“Because you said that you were hungry," she said, smiling.
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