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but they is a feller standing there who say i cannot e in。 when i go walkin back to my seat； i
notice everbody is starin at my army uniform。 〃that is some costume you has got on there；〃
somebody says； an somebody else say； 〃far out！〃 an another one say； 〃is he for real？〃
i am beginnin to feel like a idiot again； an so i gone on outside； thinkin maybe i can walk
aroun an figger things out。 i guess i must of walked for haf an hour or so； an when i get back to
the place they is a long line of people waitin to get in。 i go up to the front an try to splain to the
guy that all my stuff is in there； but he say to go wait at the end of the line。 i guess i stood there a
hour or so； an listened to the music in from inside； an i have to tell you； it sounded a little
better when you got away from it like that。
anyway； after a wile； i got bored an went down a alley an roun to the back of the club。 they
was some little steps an i sat down there an watched the rats chasin each other in the garbage。 i
had my harmonica in my pocket； so'；s to pass the time； i got it out an started to play a little。 i could
still hear the music from jenny'；s band； an after a wile i foun mysef bein able to play along with
them； sort of usin the chromatic stop to get half out of key so it would fit in with what they was
playin。 i don'；t know how long it was； but it didn'；t take much afore i was able to make runs of my
own； way up in c major； an to my suprise； it didn'；t soun half bad when you was playin it— so
long as you didn'；t have to listen to it too。
all of a sudden the door behin me bust open an there is jenny standin there。 i guess they had
taken their break again； but i wadn'；t payin no attention an had kep on playin。
〃who is that out there？〃 she say。
〃it'；s me；〃 i say； but it is dark in the alley an she stick her head out the door an say； 〃who is
playin that harmonica？〃
i stand up an i am kind of embarrassed on account of my clothes； but i say； 〃it'；s me。
forrest。〃
〃it is who？〃 she say。
〃forrest。〃
〃forrest？ forrest gump！〃 an suddenly she rush out the door an thowed hersef into my arms。
jenny an me； we set aroun backstage an caught up on things till she had to play her neet。
she had not exactly quit school； she had got thowed out when they foun her in a feller'；s room one
night。 that was a thowin…out offense in them days。 the banjo player had run off to canada rather
than go in the army； an the little band had broke up。 jenny had gone out to california for a wile；
an weared flowers in her hair； but she say them people is a bunch of freaks who is stoned all the
time； an so she met this guy an e with him to boston； an they had done some peace marches
an all； but he turned out to be a fairy； so she split up with him； an took up with a real serious
peace marcher who was in to makin bombs an stuff； an blowin up buildins。 that didn'；t work out
neither； so she met up with this guy what teached at harvard university； but it turned out he was
married。 next； she went with a guy that had seemed real nice but one day he got both their asses
arrested for shoplifting； an she decided it was time to pull hersef together。
she fell in with the cracked eggs； an they started playin a new kind of music； an got real
popular aroun boston； an they was even gonna go to new york an make a tape for an album nex
week。 she say she is seein this guy that goes to harvard university； an is a student in philosophy；
but that after the show tonight； i can e home an stay with them。 i am very disappointed that
she has got hersef a boyfrien； but i don'；t have noplace else to go； so that'；s what i done。
rudolph is the boyfrien'；s name。 he is a little guy bout a hundrit pounds or so； an has hair
like a dustmop an wears a lot of beads aroun his neck an is settin on the floor when we get to their
apartment； meditatin like a guru。
〃rudolph；〃 jenny say； 〃this is forrest。 he is a friend of mine from home； an he is gonna be
stayin with us a wile。〃
rudolph don'；t say nothin； but he wave his hand like the pope when he is blessin somethin。
jenny ain'；t got but one bed； but she made up a little pallet for me on the floor an that is
where i slept。 it wadn'；t no worse than a lot of places i slept in the army； an a damn sight better
than some。
next mornin i get up an there is rudolph still settin in the middle of the room meditatin。
jenny fixed me some breakfast an we lef ole rudolph settin there an she took me on a tour of
cambridge。 first thing she says is that i have got to get mysef some new clothes； on account of
people up here does not understan an will think i am tryin to put them on。 so we go to a surplus
store an i get me some overalls an a lumber jacket an change into them right there an take my
uniform in a paper bag。
we is walkin aroun harvard university； an who does jenny run into but the married
professor she used to date。 she is still friends with him； even tho in private she like to refer to him
as a 〃degenerate turd。〃 doctor quackenbush is his name。
anyway； he is all excited on account of he is beginnin to teach a new course next week that
he thunk up all by hissef。 it is called the 〃role of the idiot in world literature。〃
i pipe up an say i think it sounds pretty interestin； an he say； 〃well； forrest； why don'；t you
sit in on the class？ you might enjoy it。〃
jenny look at both of us kind of funny…like； but she don'；t say nothin。 we gone on back to the
apartment an rudolph is still squattin on the floor by hissef。 we was in the kitchen an i axed her
real quiet if rudolph could talk； an she say； yes； sooner or later。
that afternoon jenny took me to meet the other guys in the band an she tell them i play the
harmonica like heaven itsef； an why don'；t they let me set in with them at the club tonight。 one of
the guys axe me what i like to play best； an i say； 〃dixie；〃 an he say he don'；t believe he has heard
what i say； an jenny jump in an say； 〃it don'；t matter； he will be fine once he'；s got a ear for our
stuff。〃
so that night i be playin with the band an everbody agree i am makin a good contribution an
it is very enjoyable； gettin to set there an watch jenny sing an thow hersef all over the stage。
that nex monday i have decided to go ahead an set in on doctor quackenbush'；s class； 〃role
of the idiot in world literature。〃 the title alone is enough to make me feel sort of important。
〃today；〃 doctor quackenbush says to the class； 〃we has a visitor who is gonna be auditing
this course from time to time。 please wele mister forrest gump。〃 everbody turn an look at
me an i give a little wave； an then the class begin。
〃the idiot；〃 doctor quackenbush say； 〃has played an important role in history an literature
for many years。 i suppose you has all heard of the village idiot； who was usually some retarded
individual livin in a village someplace。 he was often the object of scorn an mockery。 later； it
bee the custom of nobility to have in their presence a court jester； a sort of person that would
do things to amuse the royalty。 in many instances； this individual was actually an idiot or a
moron； in others； he was merely a clown or jokester。。。。〃
he go on like this for a wile； an it begun to bee apparent to me that idiots was not jus
useless people； but was put here for a purpose； sort of like dan had said； an the purpose is to
make people laugh。 at least that is somethin。
〃the object of having a fool for most writers；〃 doctor quackenbush say； 〃is to employ the
device of double entendre； permittin them to let the fool make a fool of hissef； an at the same time
allow the reader the revelation of the greater meaning of the foolishness。 occasionally； a great
writer like shakespeare would let the fool make an ass out of one of his principal characters；
thereby providing a twist for the readers'； enlightenment。〃
at this point； i am bein