Hi, My name is Pearl (ch1-6)
http://images.google.com/imgres?q=pearl+prynne&num=10&hl=en&safe=active&biw=1366&bih=648&tbm=isch&tbnid=oljZBai7A1_RuM:&imgrefurl=http://throughgrace.deviantart.com/art/Pearl-Prynne-189167530&docid=pMueHU_1nFHocM&imgurl=http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/344/2/6/pearl_prynne_by_throughgrace-d34milm.jpg&w=900&h=675&ei=6fx9UIiwGqTq0gH00oGQCA&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=290&vpy=147&dur=1773&hovh=194&hovw=259&tx=151&ty=91&sig=102388172536910844969&page=1&tbnh=134&tbnw=178&start=0&ndsp=23&ved=1t:429,r:1,s:0,i:74 My name is Pearl. I am just a baby.” I live in a dark prison with my mother”(page 41). I don’t know my father because my mother committed adultery and that was the way that I was born. My mother has refused totally to say the name of my dad. I haven’t seen the outside world that much because my mother and I have been locked up instead of given the death penalty for whatever reason I cannot understand. I think my mom and I are going to be taking a walk of shame around the marketplace sometime soon. Ouch the sunlight burns after being in that dark prison for days it’s very painfully to see the light of day. Okay, I am a little creeped out here. Why are people staring at me so intensely? It’s not like I asked to be born. Geez people take your eyes of my mother and me. I know most of these women here are hypocrites who have committed the same offense as my mother but were not caught and got away with it. Why are all these people calling for the death of my mother? Don’t you people have other things to take care of instead of poking your noses into other people’s business. Okay now the governor is talking and is about to introduce a man who appears to be a clergyman. This part is where the questions are asked. Some young man named Arthur Dimmesdale, who went to university and had a very good education is going to try and persuade my mom to speak the name of the man of got her pregnant. Just as I expected she refused to say the name despite the efforts of Mr Arthur. We are being sent back to the prison now to prepare for our release. Finally freedom but we will have to live where nobody live. I drank something weird last night when my mom was talking to a creepy weird old man.We just left prison and we live in a cottage far away from town.It’s now just me my mom and her needle. I never knew mom could sew that well.
