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My Naughty Little Sister.He went to the kitchen, took some bread, butter and cheese and went to look for my sister. He looked in the garden. She was not there. He looked in the yard. She was not there. He could not find her. Then he went out into the street. He asked people: "Have you seen34 a little girl with red hair and brown eyes?" But the people said, "No, we haven't35." My father went home. He did not know what to do. When we came home, my mother went to the kitchen and said: "Why didn't you give Nancy her bread and butter?" Father told her all about my naughty little sister. And then my mother said: "I know where she is. She is with old Mr. Smith." We all went to Mr. Smith, and there we saw my naughty little sister. She was playing with little boxes. "Come home," said my father. "I don't want to," said my naughty little sister. "Come home. It is late. You must drink your milk," said my mother. "I don't want to." Then Mr. Smith said, "Take this picture and give it to your doll. She will like it." And Mr. Smith took his beautiful picture from the wall and gave it to my naughty little sister ...» |
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