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THE OSCAR ISSUE / HUFFINGTON / 02.10-17.13 COURTESY OF MIKE RYAN kwuh-ven-juh-nay the same feeling that you do.” I liked that she thought we felt the same way, though I doubt that’s possible. It was obvious that all she wanted in the world was to go home. I was only one subway ride away from home, but the 4, 5, 6 train would HuffPost’s Mike Ryan not be taking Quvenzhané (right) at 8 years old, meeting Sorrell Booke of back to Louisiana. The Dukes of Hazzard. I couldn’t imagine beWallis if she was looking ing that age and having forward to going home. to be “on” for one nosy “Uh huh,” she said. “I adult after another. When I was 8 years want to ride my bike again. I miss my old, an actor named Sorrell Booke — bike and my dog. And my house. And best known for playing Jefferson Davis my friends. And everybody next to my “Boss” Hogg on The Dukes of Hazzard neighborhood.” Oh, and she missed — made a public appearance at a rodeo food. Well, good food, at least. in mid-Missouri. My parents thought I “As soon as I get home, all I want to eat would enjoy meeting Mr. Booke because is seafood,” she said. I enjoyed watching The Dukes of HazYou don’t like the seafood you’ve eaten zard. For whatever reason, I just wasn’t while traveling? having it. The likeliest reason was that I “No.” was 8 years old. All my parents wanted Why not? was for me to smile. I refused. The re“Because it’s not even seafood. It’s sult is pictured above. shrimp.” My parents wanted me to be “on” for Qulyndriea explained that her daughone person, not many people. Instead, I ter likes her food spicy. I pointed out that made that face. I saw a similar expreseven shrimp that isn’t spicy is still techsion on Quvenzhané Wallis’ face, only nically seafood. “But it’s not good,” Walshe had a much better excuse. I asked lis insisted. Her mother said they’d eaten