Dreams come to true
Once, poor Bhiku went to Bansi Lal's shop. Bansi Lal asked Bhiku, "Why are you standing here like this?"
Bhiku said, "Last night I saw a dream."
“What about the dream?" Bansi Lal smiled.
"I saw that I would get gold here, in front of your shop," Bhiku replied seriously.
Bansi Lal laughed and said, "You fool, dreams never come true. If dreams came true then I tell you what I saw in my dream. In my dream I saw that there is gold underground in your courtyard."
Bhiku rushed back. On the way he kept thinking, "May be dreams do come true." He reached home and started digging in his courtyard. Suddenly his shovel struck a pot. He took out the pot. It was filled with gold coins. Bhiku happily said, "Thanks to Bansi Lal who teased me about my dreams. Now I am no longer a poor man."
Thus it is true that courage and patience can make dreams come true.
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Harry did not stop his car at some traffic-lights when they were red, and he hit another car. Harry jumped out and went to it. There was an old man in the car. He was very frightened and said to Harry, "what are you doing? You nearly killed me.!" "yes" Harry answered, "I'm very sorry." He took a bottle out of his car and said ,"Drink some of this. then you'll feel better." He gave the man some whisky, and the man drank it ,but then he shouted again, "you nearly killed me!" Harry gave him the bottle again, and the old man drank a lot of the whisky. Then he smiled and said to Harry ,"Thank you .I feel much better now .but why aren't you drinking?" "oh, well" Harry answered ,"I don’t want any whisky now. I'm going to sit here and wait for the police."
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The cautious captain of a small ship had to go along a coast with which he was unfamiliar , so he tried to find a qualified pilot to guide him. He went ashore in one of the small ports where his ship stopped, and a local fisherman pretended that he was one because he needed some money. The captain took him on board and let him tell him where to steer the ship. After half an hour the captain began to suspect that the fisherman did not really know what he was doing or where he was going so he said to him,' are you sure you are a qualified pilot? 'Oh, yes' answered the fisherman .'I know every rock on this part of the coast.' Suddenly there was a terrible tearing sound from under the ship. At once the fisherman added," and that's one of them.
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One day a student was taking a very difficult essay exam. At the end of the test, the prof asked all the students to put their pencils down and immediately hand in their tests. The young man kept writing furiously, although he was warned that if he did not stop immediately he would be disqualified. He ignored the warning, finished the test. Minutes later, and went to hand the test to his instructor. The instructor told him he would not take the test. The student asked, "Do you know who I am?" The prof said, "No and I don't care." The student asked again, "Are you sure you don't know who I am?" The prof again said no. Therefore, the student walked over to the pile of tests, placed his in the middle, then threw the papers in the air "Good" the student said, and walked out. He passed.
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Harry did not stop his car at some traffic-lights when they were red, and he hit another car. Harry jumped out and went to it. There was an old man in the car. He was very frightened and said to Harry, "what are you doing? You nearly killed me.!" "yes" Harry answered, "I'm very sorry." He took a bottle out of his car and said ,"Drink some of this. then you'll feel better." He gave the man some whisky, and the man drank it ,but then he shouted again, "you nearly killed me!" Harry gave him the bottle again, and the old man drank a lot of the whisky. Then he smiled and said to Harry ,"Thank you .I feel much better now .but why aren't you drinking?" "oh, well" Harry answered ,"I don’t want any whisky now. I'm going to sit here and wait for the police."
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A long time ago, there was an Emperor who told his horseman that if he could ride on his horse and cover as much land area as he likes, then the Emperor would give him the area of land he has covered. Sure enough, the horseman quickly jumped onto his horse and rode as fast as possible to cover as much land area as he could. He kept on riding and riding, whipping the horse to go as fast as possible. When he was hungry or tired, he did not stop because he wanted to cover as much area as possible. Came to a point when he had covered a substantial area and he was exhausted and was dying. Then he asked himself, "Why did I push myself so hard to cover so much land area? Now I am dying and I only need a very small area to bury myself." The above story is similar with the journey of our Life. We push very hard everyday to make more money, to gain power and recognition. We neglect our health , time with our family and to appreciate the surrounding beauty and the hobbies we love. One day when we look back , we will realize that we don't really need that much, but then we cannot turn back time for what we have missed. Life is not about making money, acquiring power or recognition . Life is definitely not about work! Work is only necessary to keep us living so as to enjoy the beauty and pleasures of life. Life is a balance of Work and Play, Family and Personal time. You have to decide how you want to balance your Life. Define your priorities, realize what you are able to compromise but always let some of your decisions be based on your instincts. Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of Life, the whole aim of human existence. But happiness has a lot of meaning. Which king of definition would you choose? Which kind of happiness would satisfy your high-flyer soul?
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Joe Richards finished school when he was 18, and then his father said to him, 'You've passed your examinations now,Joe, and you got good marks in them. Now go and get some good work. They're looking for clever people at the bank in the town. The clerks there get quite a IN of money now.' A few days later, Joe went to the bank and asked for work there. A man took him into a small room and gave him some questions on a piece of paper. Joe wrote his answers on the paper, and then he gave them to the man. The man looked at them for a few minutes, and then he took a pen and said toJoe, 'Your birthday was on the 12th of June, Mr Richards?' 'Yes, sir,' Joe said. 'What year?' the man asked. 'Oh, every year, sir,' Joe said.
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Fred works in a factory. He does not have a wife, and he gets quite a lot of money every week. He loves cars, and has a new one every year. He likes driving very fast, and he always buys small, fast, red cars. He sometimes takes his mother out in them, and then she always says, 'But, Fred, why do you drive these cars? We're almost sitting on the road!' When Fred laughs and is happy. He likes being very near the road. Fred is very tall and very fat. Last week he came out of a shop and went to his car. There was a small boy near it. He was looking at the beautiful red car. Then he looked up and saw Fred. 'How do you get into that small car?' he asked him. Fred laughed and said, 'I don't get into it. I put it on.'
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A young man asked Socrates the secret of success. Socrates told the young man to meet him near the river the next morning. They met. Socrates asked the young man to walk with him into the river. When the water got up to their neck, Socrates took the young man by surprise and swiftly ducked him into the water. The boy struggled to get out but Socrates was strong and kept him there until the boy started turning blue. Socrates pulled the boy’s head out of the water and the first thing the young man did was to gasp and take a deep breath of air. Socrates asked him, "what did you want the most when you were there?" The boy replied, "Air". Socrates said, "That is the secret of success! When you want success as badly as you wanted the air, then you will get it!" There is no other secret.
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Fred was a young soldier in a big camp. During the week they always worked very hard, but it was Saturday, and all the young soldiers were free, so their officer said to them, 'You can go into the town this afternoon, but first I'm going to inspect you.’ Fred came to the officer, and the officer said to him, 'Your hair's very long. Go to the barber and then come back to me again. Fred ran to the barber's shop, but it was closed because it was Saturday. Fred was very sad for a few minutes, but then he smiled and went back to the officer. 'Are my boots clean now, sir?' he asked. The officer did not look at Fred's hair. He looked at his boots and said, 'Yes, they're much better now. You can go out. And next week, first clean your boots, and then come to me!'
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Mr. and Mrs. Taylor had one child. He was a boy, he was seven years old, and his name was Pat. Now Mrs. Taylor was expectingπ another child.
Pat had seen babies in other people's houses and had not liked them very much, so he was not delighted about the news that there was soon going to be one in his house too.
One evening Mr. and Mrs. Taylor were making plans for the baby's arrivalπ. "This house won't be big enough for us all when the baby comes. I supposeπ we'll have to find a larger house and move to that," said Mr. Taylor finally.
Pat had been playing outside, but he came into the room just then and said, "What are you talking about?"
"We were saying that we'll have to move to another house now, because the new baby's coming," his mother answered.
"It's no use," said Pat hopelessly. "He'll follow us there."
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#Short_story π±
Whitebridge was a small village, and old people often came and lived there. Some of them had a lot of old furniture, and they often did not want some of it, because they were in a smaller house now, so every Saturday morning they put it out, and other people came and looked at it, and sometimes they took it away because they wanted it.
Every Saturday, Mr and Mrs Morton put a very ugly old bear's head out at the side of their gate, but nobody wanted it. Then last Saturday, they wrote, 'I'm very lonely here. Please take me,' on a piece of paper and put it near the bear's head.
They went to the town, and came home in the evening. There were now two bears' heads in front of their house, and there was another piece of paper. It said, 'I was lonely too.'
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#Short_story π±
Miss Williams was a teacher, and there were thirty small children in her class. They were nice children, and Miss Williams liked all of them, but they often lost clothes. It was winter, and the weather was very cold. The children's mothers always sent them to school with warm coats and hats and gloves. The children came into the classroom in the morning and took off their coats and hats and gloves. They put their coats and hats on hooks on the wall, and they put their gloves in the pockets of their coats. Last Tuesday Miss Williams found two small blue gloves on the floor in the evening, and in the morning she said to the children, 'Whose gloves are these?', but no one answered.
Then she looked at Dick. 'Haven't you got blue gloves, Dick?' she asked him.
'Yes, miss,' he answered, 'but those can't be mine. I've lost mine.
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#short_storyπ±
When George was thirty-five, he bought a small plane and learned to fly it. He soon became very good and made his plane do all kinds of tricks.
George had a friend . His name was Mark . One day George offered to take Mark up in his plane . Mark thought, "I've traveled in a big plane several times, but I've never been in a small one, so I'll go."
They went up, and George flew around for half an hour and did all kinds of tricks in the air.
When they come down again , Mark was very glad to be back safely , and he said to his friend in a shaking voice, " Well, George thank you very much for those two trips in your plane."
George was very surprised and said , " Two trips?"
"Yes my first and my last," answered Mark.
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#Short_story π±
Polly went to school when she was six years old. She liked her first day very much. Her teacher, Miss Yates, was very nice, and the other children in her class were nice, too. But at the end of the second day, when the other children left the classroom, Polly stayed behind and waited.
Miss Yates had some work to do and did not see Polly at first, but then she looked up and saw her. "Why didn't you go with the others, Polly?" she asked kindly. "Did you want to ask me a question?"
"Yes, Miss Yates," Polly said.
"What is it?" Miss Yates asked.
"What did I do in school today?" Polly asked.
Miss Yates laughed. "What did you do in school today?" she said. "Why did you ask me that ,Polly?"
"Because I'm going to go home now," Polly answered, "and my mother's going to ask me."
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George was sixty years old, and he was ill. He was always tired, and his face was always very red. He did not like doctors, but last month his wife said to him, 'don’t be stupid, George. Go and see Doctor Brown. George said, 'No,' but last week he was worse, and he went to the doctor. Dr Brown examined him and then said to him, 'You drink too much. Stop drinking whisky, and drink milk.' George liked whisky, and he did not like milk. 'I'm not a baby!' he always said to his wife. Now he looked at Dr Brown and said, 'But drinking milk is dangerous, doctor’. The doctor laughed and said, 'Dangerous? How can drinking milk be dangerous?’ 'Well, doctor,' George said, 'it killed one of my best friends last year.' The doctor laughed again and said, 'How did it do that?' 'The cow fell on him,' George said.
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Heavy cupboard
Miss Green had a heavy cupboard in her bedroom. Last Sunday she said, 'I don't like this cupboard in my bedroom. The bedroom's very small, and the cupboard's very big. I'm going to put it in a bigger room.' But the cupboard was very heavy, and Miss Green was not very strong. She went to two of her neighbors and said, 'Please carry the cupboard for me.' Then she went and made some tea for them. The two men carried the heavy cupboard out of Miss Green's bedroom and came to the stairs. One of them was in front of the cupboard, and the other was behind it. They pushed and pulled for a long time, and then they put the cupboard down. 'Well,' one of the men said to the other, 'we're never going to get this cupboard upstairs.' 'Upstairs?' the other man said. 'Aren't we taking it downstairs?'
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Mr Edwards likes singing very much, but he is very bad at it. He went to dinner at a friend's house last week, and there were some other guests there too. They had a good dinner, and then the hostess went to Mr Edwards and said 'You can sing, Peter. Please sing us something.' Mr 'Edwards was very happy, and he began to sing an old song about the mountains of Spain. The guests listened to it for a few minutes and then one of the guests began to cry. She was a small woman and had dark hair and very dark eyes. One of the other guests went to her, put his hand on her back and said, 'Please don't cry. Are you Spanish?' Another young man asked, 'Do you love Spain?' 'No,' she answered, 'I'm not Spanish, and I've never been to Spain. I'm a singer, and I love music!'
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Cowboy
A cowboy rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on strangers. When he finished his drink, he found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head without even looking and fired a shot into the ceiling. "Which one of you sidewinders stole my horse?!?!? " he yelled with surprising forcefulness. No one answered. "Alright, I’m gonna have another beer, and if my horse ain’t back outside by the time I finish, I’m gonna do what I dun in Texas! And I don’t like to have to do what I dun in Texas! “. Some of the locals shifted restlessly. The man, true to his word, had another beer, walked outside, and his horse had been returned to the post. He saddled up and started to ride out of town. The bartender wandered out of the bar and asked, “Say partner, before you go... what happened in Texas?” The cowboy turned back and said, “I had to walk home.”
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Mrs Harris lives in a small village. Her husband is dead, but she has one son. He is twenty-one, and his name is Geoff. He worked in the shop in the village and lived with his mother, but then he got work in a town and went and lived there. Its name was Greensea. It was quite a long way from his mother's village, and she was not happy about this, but Geoff said, 'There isn't any good work for me in the country, Mother, and I can get a lot of money in Greensea and send you some every week.' Mrs Harris was very angry last Sunday. She got in a train and went to her son's house in Grcensea. Then she said to him, 'Geoff, why do you never phone me?' Geoff laughed. 'But, Mother,' he said, 'you haven't got a phone.' 'No,' she answered, 'I haven't, but you've got one!'
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Mr Robinson never went to a dentist, because he was afraid:' but then his teeth began hurting a lot, and he went to a dentist. The dentist did a lot of work in his mouth for a long time. On the last day Mr Robinson said to him, 'How much is all this work going to cost?' The dentist said, 'Twenty-five pounds,' but he did not ask him for the money. After a month Mr Robinson phoned the dentist and said, 'You haven't asked me for any money for your work last month.' 'Oh,' the dentist answered, 'I never ask a gentleman for money.' 'Then how do you live?' Mr Robinson asked. 'Most gentlemen pay me quickly,' the dentist said, 'but some don't. I wait for my money for two months, and then I say, "That man isn't a gentleman," and then I ask him for my money.
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#Short_story π±
It was a Saturday morning in May. When Mrs. Edwards opened her curtains and looked out, she smiled and said, "It's going to be a beautiful day." She woke her small son up at eight-thirty and said to him, "get up, Teddy. We're going to go to the zoo today. Wash your hands and face, brush your teeth and eat your breakfast quickly. We're going to go to New York by train."
Teddy was six years old. He was very happy now, because he liked going to the zoo very much, and he also liked going by train. He said, " I dreamed about the zoo last night, Mommy."
His mother was in hurry, but she stopped and smiled at her small son. "you did, Teddy?" she said." And what did you do in the zoo in your dream?"
Teddy laughed and answered," You know Mommy! You were there in my dream too."
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John lived with his mother in a rather big house, and when she died, the house became too big for him so he bought a smaller one in the next street. There was a very nice old clock in his first house, and when the men came to take his furniture to the new house, John thought, I am not going to let them carry my beautiful old clock in their truck. Perhaps they’ll break it, and then mending it will be very expensive.' So he picked it up and began to carry it down the road in his arms. It was heavy so he stopped two or three times to have a rest. Then suddenly a small boy came along the road. He stopped and looked at John for a few seconds. Then he said to John, 'You're a stupid man, aren't you? Why don't you buy a watch like everybody else?
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The Old man And whisky
Harry did not stop his car at some traffic-lights when they were red, and he hit another car. Harry jumped out and went to it. There was an old man in the car. He was very frightened and said to Harry, "what are you doing? You nearly killed me.!" "yes" Harry answered, "I'm very sorry." He took a bottle out of his car and said ,"Drink some of this. then you'll feel better." He gave the man some whisky, and the man drank it ,but then he shouted again, "you nearly killed me!" Harry gave him the bottle again, and the old man drank a lot of the whisky. Then he smiled and said to Harry ,"Thank you .I feel much better now .but why aren't you drinking?" "oh, well" Harry answered ,"I don’t want any whisky now. I'm going to sit here and wait for the police."
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Captain & fisherman
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Do You Know Who I am
One day a student was taking a very difficult essay exam. At the end of the test, the prof asked all the students to put their pencils down and immediately hand in their tests. The young man kept writing furiously, although he was warned that if he did not stop immediately he would be disqualified. He ignored the warning, finished the test. Minutes later, and went to hand the test to his instructor. The instructor told him he would not take the test. The student asked, "Do you know who I am?" The prof said, "No and I don't care." The student asked again, "Are you sure you don't know who I am?" The prof again said no. Therefore, the student walked over to the pile of tests, placed his in the middle, then threw the papers in the air "Good" the student said, and walked out. He passed.
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The Old man And whisky
Harry did not stop his car at some traffic-lights when they were red, and he hit another car. Harry jumped out and went to it. There was an old man in the car. He was very frightened and said to Harry, "what are you doing? You nearly killed me.!" "yes" Harry answered, "I'm very sorry." He took a bottle out of his car and said ,"Drink some of this. then you'll feel better." He gave the man some whisky, and the man drank it ,but then he shouted again, "you nearly killed me!" Harry gave him the bottle again, and the old man drank a lot of the whisky. Then he smiled and said to Harry ,"Thank you .I feel much better now .but why aren't you drinking?" "oh, well" Harry answered ,"I don’t want any whisky now. I'm going to sit here and wait for the police."
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The purpose of life
A long time ago, there was an Emperor who told his horseman that if he could ride on his horse and cover as much land area as he likes, then the Emperor would give him the area of land he has covered. Sure enough, the horseman quickly jumped onto his horse and rode as fast as possible to cover as much land area as he could. He kept on riding and riding, whipping the horse to go as fast as possible. When he was hungry or tired, he did not stop because he wanted to cover as much area as possible. Came to a point when he had covered a substantial area and he was exhausted and was dying. Then he asked himself, "Why did I push myself so hard to cover so much land area? Now I am dying and I only need a very small area to bury myself." The above story is similar with the journey of our Life. We push very hard everyday to make more money, to gain power and recognition. We neglect our health , time with our family and to appreciate the surrounding beauty and the hobbies we love. One day when we look back , we will realize that we don't really need that much, but then we cannot turn back time for what we have missed. Life is not about making money, acquiring power or recognition . Life is definitely not about work! Work is only necessary to keep us living so as to enjoy the beauty and pleasures of life. Life is a balance of Work and Play, Family and Personal time. You have to decide how you want to balance your Life. Define your priorities, realize what you are able to compromise but always let some of your decisions be based on your instincts. Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of Life, the whole aim of human existence. But happiness has a lot of meaning. Which king of definition would you choose? Which kind of happiness would satisfy your high-flyer soul?
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Date of Birth
Joe Richards finished school when he was 18, and then his father said to him, 'You've passed your examinations now,Joe, and you got good marks in them. Now go and get some good work. They're looking for clever people at the bank in the town. The clerks there get quite a IN of money now.' A few days later, Joe went to the bank and asked for work there. A man took him into a small room and gave him some questions on a piece of paper. Joe wrote his answers on the paper, and then he gave them to the man. The man looked at them for a few minutes, and then he took a pen and said toJoe, 'Your birthday was on the 12th of June, Mr Richards?' 'Yes, sir,' Joe said. 'What year?' the man asked. 'Oh, every year, sir,' Joe said.
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I put it on
Fred works in a factory. He does not have a wife, and he gets quite a lot of money every week. He loves cars, and has a new one every year. He likes driving very fast, and he always buys small, fast, red cars. He sometimes takes his mother out in them, and then she always says, 'But, Fred, why do you drive these cars? We're almost sitting on the road!' When Fred laughs and is happy. He likes being very near the road. Fred is very tall and very fat. Last week he came out of a shop and went to his car. There was a small boy near it. He was looking at the beautiful red car. Then he looked up and saw Fred. 'How do you get into that small car?' he asked him. Fred laughed and said, 'I don't get into it. I put it on.'
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Success – Socrates
A young man asked Socrates the secret of success. Socrates told the young man to meet him near the river the next morning. They met. Socrates asked the young man to walk with him into the river. When the water got up to their neck, Socrates took the young man by surprise and swiftly ducked him into the water. The boy struggled to get out but Socrates was strong and kept him there until the boy started turning blue. Socrates pulled the boy’s head out of the water and the first thing the young man did was to gasp and take a deep breath of air. Socrates asked him, "what did you want the most when you were there?" The boy replied, "Air". Socrates said, "That is the secret of success! When you want success as badly as you wanted the air, then you will get it!" There is no other secret.
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Smart Soldier
Fred was a young soldier in a big camp. During the week they always worked very hard, but it was Saturday, and all the young soldiers were free, so their officer said to them, 'You can go into the town this afternoon, but first I'm going to inspect you.’ Fred came to the officer, and the officer said to him, 'Your hair's very long. Go to the barber and then come back to me again. Fred ran to the barber's shop, but it was closed because it was Saturday. Fred was very sad for a few minutes, but then he smiled and went back to the officer. 'Are my boots clean now, sir?' he asked. The officer did not look at Fred's hair. He looked at his boots and said, 'Yes, they're much better now. You can go out. And next week, first clean your boots, and then come to me!'
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Mr. and Mrs. Taylor had one child. He was a boy, he was seven years old, and his name was Pat. Now Mrs. Taylor was expectingπ another child.
Pat had seen babies in other people's houses and had not liked them very much, so he was not delighted about the news that there was soon going to be one in his house too.
One evening Mr. and Mrs. Taylor were making plans for the baby's arrivalπ. "This house won't be big enough for us all when the baby comes. I supposeπ we'll have to find a larger house and move to that," said Mr. Taylor finally.
Pat had been playing outside, but he came into the room just then and said, "What are you talking about?"
"We were saying that we'll have to move to another house now, because the new baby's coming," his mother answered.
"It's no use," said Pat hopelessly. "He'll follow us there."
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#Short_story π±
Whitebridge was a small village, and old people often came and lived there. Some of them had a lot of old furniture, and they often did not want some of it, because they were in a smaller house now, so every Saturday morning they put it out, and other people came and looked at it, and sometimes they took it away because they wanted it.
Every Saturday, Mr and Mrs Morton put a very ugly old bear's head out at the side of their gate, but nobody wanted it. Then last Saturday, they wrote, 'I'm very lonely here. Please take me,' on a piece of paper and put it near the bear's head.
They went to the town, and came home in the evening. There were now two bears' heads in front of their house, and there was another piece of paper. It said, 'I was lonely too.'
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#Short_story π±
Miss Williams was a teacher, and there were thirty small children in her class. They were nice children, and Miss Williams liked all of them, but they often lost clothes. It was winter, and the weather was very cold. The children's mothers always sent them to school with warm coats and hats and gloves. The children came into the classroom in the morning and took off their coats and hats and gloves. They put their coats and hats on hooks on the wall, and they put their gloves in the pockets of their coats. Last Tuesday Miss Williams found two small blue gloves on the floor in the evening, and in the morning she said to the children, 'Whose gloves are these?', but no one answered.
Then she looked at Dick. 'Haven't you got blue gloves, Dick?' she asked him.
'Yes, miss,' he answered, 'but those can't be mine. I've lost mine.
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#short_storyπ±
When George was thirty-five, he bought a small plane and learned to fly it. He soon became very good and made his plane do all kinds of tricks.
George had a friend . His name was Mark . One day George offered to take Mark up in his plane . Mark thought, "I've traveled in a big plane several times, but I've never been in a small one, so I'll go."
They went up, and George flew around for half an hour and did all kinds of tricks in the air.
When they come down again , Mark was very glad to be back safely , and he said to his friend in a shaking voice, " Well, George thank you very much for those two trips in your plane."
George was very surprised and said , " Two trips?"
"Yes my first and my last," answered Mark.
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#Short_story π±
Polly went to school when she was six years old. She liked her first day very much. Her teacher, Miss Yates, was very nice, and the other children in her class were nice, too. But at the end of the second day, when the other children left the classroom, Polly stayed behind and waited.
Miss Yates had some work to do and did not see Polly at first, but then she looked up and saw her. "Why didn't you go with the others, Polly?" she asked kindly. "Did you want to ask me a question?"
"Yes, Miss Yates," Polly said.
"What is it?" Miss Yates asked.
"What did I do in school today?" Polly asked.
Miss Yates laughed. "What did you do in school today?" she said. "Why did you ask me that ,Polly?"
"Because I'm going to go home now," Polly answered, "and my mother's going to ask me."
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Drinking milk is dangerous
George was sixty years old, and he was ill. He was always tired, and his face was always very red. He did not like doctors, but last month his wife said to him, 'don’t be stupid, George. Go and see Doctor Brown. George said, 'No,' but last week he was worse, and he went to the doctor. Dr Brown examined him and then said to him, 'You drink too much. Stop drinking whisky, and drink milk.' George liked whisky, and he did not like milk. 'I'm not a baby!' he always said to his wife. Now he looked at Dr Brown and said, 'But drinking milk is dangerous, doctor’. The doctor laughed and said, 'Dangerous? How can drinking milk be dangerous?’ 'Well, doctor,' George said, 'it killed one of my best friends last year.' The doctor laughed again and said, 'How did it do that?' 'The cow fell on him,' George said.
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Heavy cupboard
Miss Green had a heavy cupboard in her bedroom. Last Sunday she said, 'I don't like this cupboard in my bedroom. The bedroom's very small, and the cupboard's very big. I'm going to put it in a bigger room.' But the cupboard was very heavy, and Miss Green was not very strong. She went to two of her neighbors and said, 'Please carry the cupboard for me.' Then she went and made some tea for them. The two men carried the heavy cupboard out of Miss Green's bedroom and came to the stairs. One of them was in front of the cupboard, and the other was behind it. They pushed and pulled for a long time, and then they put the cupboard down. 'Well,' one of the men said to the other, 'we're never going to get this cupboard upstairs.' 'Upstairs?' the other man said. 'Aren't we taking it downstairs?'
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Spain
Mr Edwards likes singing very much, but he is very bad at it. He went to dinner at a friend's house last week, and there were some other guests there too. They had a good dinner, and then the hostess went to Mr Edwards and said 'You can sing, Peter. Please sing us something.' Mr 'Edwards was very happy, and he began to sing an old song about the mountains of Spain. The guests listened to it for a few minutes and then one of the guests began to cry. She was a small woman and had dark hair and very dark eyes. One of the other guests went to her, put his hand on her back and said, 'Please don't cry. Are you Spanish?' Another young man asked, 'Do you love Spain?' 'No,' she answered, 'I'm not Spanish, and I've never been to Spain. I'm a singer, and I love music!'
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Cowboy
A cowboy rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on strangers. When he finished his drink, he found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head without even looking and fired a shot into the ceiling. "Which one of you sidewinders stole my horse?!?!? " he yelled with surprising forcefulness. No one answered. "Alright, I’m gonna have another beer, and if my horse ain’t back outside by the time I finish, I’m gonna do what I dun in Texas! And I don’t like to have to do what I dun in Texas! “. Some of the locals shifted restlessly. The man, true to his word, had another beer, walked outside, and his horse had been returned to the post. He saddled up and started to ride out of town. The bartender wandered out of the bar and asked, “Say partner, before you go... what happened in Texas?” The cowboy turned back and said, “I had to walk home.”
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you haven't got a phone
Mrs Harris lives in a small village. Her husband is dead, but she has one son. He is twenty-one, and his name is Geoff. He worked in the shop in the village and lived with his mother, but then he got work in a town and went and lived there. Its name was Greensea. It was quite a long way from his mother's village, and she was not happy about this, but Geoff said, 'There isn't any good work for me in the country, Mother, and I can get a lot of money in Greensea and send you some every week.' Mrs Harris was very angry last Sunday. She got in a train and went to her son's house in Grcensea. Then she said to him, 'Geoff, why do you never phone me?' Geoff laughed. 'But, Mother,' he said, 'you haven't got a phone.' 'No,' she answered, 'I haven't, but you've got one!'
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Mr Robinson never went to a dentist
Mr Robinson never went to a dentist, because he was afraid:' but then his teeth began hurting a lot, and he went to a dentist. The dentist did a lot of work in his mouth for a long time. On the last day Mr Robinson said to him, 'How much is all this work going to cost?' The dentist said, 'Twenty-five pounds,' but he did not ask him for the money. After a month Mr Robinson phoned the dentist and said, 'You haven't asked me for any money for your work last month.' 'Oh,' the dentist answered, 'I never ask a gentleman for money.' 'Then how do you live?' Mr Robinson asked. 'Most gentlemen pay me quickly,' the dentist said, 'but some don't. I wait for my money for two months, and then I say, "That man isn't a gentleman," and then I ask him for my money.
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It was a Saturday morning in May. When Mrs. Edwards opened her curtains and looked out, she smiled and said, "It's going to be a beautiful day." She woke her small son up at eight-thirty and said to him, "get up, Teddy. We're going to go to the zoo today. Wash your hands and face, brush your teeth and eat your breakfast quickly. We're going to go to New York by train."
Teddy was six years old. He was very happy now, because he liked going to the zoo very much, and he also liked going by train. He said, " I dreamed about the zoo last night, Mommy."
His mother was in hurry, but she stopped and smiled at her small son. "you did, Teddy?" she said." And what did you do in the zoo in your dream?"
Teddy laughed and answered," You know Mommy! You were there in my dream too."
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Big house
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GIFTS FOR MOTHER
Four brothers left home for college, and they became successful doctors and lawyers and prospered. Some years later, they chatted after having dinner together. They discussed the gifts that they were able to give to their elderly mother, who lived far away in another city. The first said, “I had a big house built for Mama. The second said, “I had a hundred thousand dollar theater built in the house. The third said, “I had my Mercedes dealer deliver her an SL600 with a chauffeur. The fourth said, “Listen to this. You know how Mama loved reading the Bible and you know she can’t read it anymore because she can’t see very well. I met this monk who told me about a parrot that can recite the entire Bible. It took 20 monks 12 years to teach him. I had to pledge them $100,000 a year for 20 years to the church, but it was worth it. Mama just has to name the chapter and verse and the parrot will recite it.” The other brothers were impressed. After the holidays Mama sent out her Thank You notes. She wrote: Dear Milton, the house you built is so huge. I live in only one room, but I have to clean the whole house. Thanks anyway. Dear Mike, you gave me an expensive theater with Dolby sound, it could hold 50 people, but all my friends are dead, I’ve lost my hearing and I’m nearly blind. I’ll never use it. But thank you for the gesture just the same. Dear Marvin, I am too old to travel. I stay home, I have my groceries delivered, so I never use the Mercedes … and the driver you hired is a big jerk. But the thought was good. Thanks. Dearest Melvin, you were the only son to have the good sense to give a little thought to your gift. The chicken was delicious. Thank you.”πΆ
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