Answer:Ms. Lottie is an older woman and one of Lizabeth's neighbors. She grows beautiful marigolds in front of her house. The children take pleasure in throwing rocks at her flowers, and they enjoy bothering her.
Explanation:
The story tells of a young African-American girl named Lizabeth who grew up during the Great Depression. In the beginning of the story, she is very childish and does not stop to think about her actions. With their friends, Lizabeth and her brother go to the house of an elderly woman named Ms. Lottie and harass her while she tends to her marigolds by throwing stones at the marigolds and yelling rude things at her. They also make fun of Miss Lottie's mentally disabled son, John Burke. As they run away from Miss Lottie's house after calling her an "old lady witch", Lizabeth begins to think about her actions and how they affect others. Later that night, Lizabeth hears her parents argue about jobs and money and talk about how they feel they can't support themselves. Lizabeth's mother works to support her family, but her father is out of a job and is upset because he believes that he, as the man of the house, should earn the money for the family. Out of shock and anger, Lizabeth sneaks over to Miss Lottie's house. She goes to the garden to destroy all the marigolds in a rage, only to come face-to-face with the old woman. Miss Lottie sees what Lizabeth has done to her flowers, and she is so shocked that she doesn't say or do anything. As Lizabeth realizes that the marigolds she destroyed were the only bit of hope and beauty Miss Lottie had left, she starts to regret her actions and begs Miss Lottie to forgive her. In the present, Lizabeth, who is now an adult, looks back on her childish actions with regret and states that their encounter was the end of her innocence and of her childhood.
An emerald a green as the sea, A ruby as beautiful as fire; A sapphire calm as the ocean; the flint as dark as my tire. A diamond broken and shining, staying strong through the night; an opal like the sun, shining with a glinting fright; But low and behold the flint shines even more than the suns light.
