THE WICKED POSTMAN（第1页）

THEWIAN

Whydoyousitthereonthefloorsoquietaellme，motherdear?

Therainisinginthroughtheopenwindow，makingyouallwet，andyoudon’tmindit.

Dstrikingfour?Itistimeformybrothertoschool.

eoyouthatyoule?

&yougotaletterfromfathertoday?

Isawtheplettersinhisbagforalmosteverybodyiown.

Oershekeepstoreadhimself.Iamsurethepostmanisa>

Butdon’tbeunhappyaboutthat，motherdear.

To-morrowismarketdayivillage.Youaskyourmaidtobuysomepensandpapers.

Imyselfwillwriteallfather’sletters;youwillnotfindasiake.

IshallwritefrhtuptoK.

But，mother，whydoyousmile?

YoudoIwriteasherdoes!

ButIshallrulemypapercarefully，ahelettersbeautifullybig.

WhenIfinishmywriting，doyouthinkIshallbesofoolishasfatheranddropitintothehorridpostman’sbag?

Ishallbringittoyoumyselfwithoutwaitierbyletterhelpyoutoreadmywriting.

Ikmaliketogiveyouthereallyers.

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