Lesson One Text something he needed,not only a warm jacket, maybe,but something more,such as a book. And he always saved and bought them each something,too He wished,that Christmas he was fifteen,he had a better present for his father instead of the usual tie from the ten-cent store.(15 He lay on his side and looked out of his attic window.6 "Dad,"he had once asked when he was a little boy, "What is a stable?" "It's just a barn,"his father had replied "like ours..” Then Jesus had been born in a barn, and to a barn the shepherds and the Wise
something he needed, not only a warm jacket, maybe, but something more, such as a book. And he always saved and bought them each something, too. He wished, that Christmas he was fifteen, he had a better present for his father instead of the usual tie from the ten-cent store. (15) He lay on his side and looked out of his attic window. (16) “Dad,” he had once asked when he was a little boy, “What is a stable?” “It’s just a barn,” his father had replied, “like ours.” Then Jesus had been born in a barn, and to a barn the shepherds and the Wise Lesson One Text
Men had come,bringing their Christmas gifts! A thought struck him like a silver dagger.(17 Why should he not give his father a special gift, out there in the barn!He could get up earlier,creep (18)into The barn and get all milking done.And then when his father went in to start the milking,he'd see it all done. He laughed to himself as he gazed at (19 the stars. It was what he would do,and he mustn't sleep too soundly. He must have waked twenty times,striking a match each time to look at his old watch At a quarter to three he got up and crept downstairs,careful of the creaky
Men had come, bringing their Christmas gifts! A thought struck him like a silver dagger. (17) Why should he not give his father a special gift, out there in the barn! He could get up earlier, creep (18) into The barn and get all milking done. And then when his father went in to start the milking, he’d see it all done. He laughed to himself as he gazed at (19) the stars. It was what he would do , and he mustn’t sleep too soundly. He must have waked twenty times, striking a match each time to look at his old watch. At a quarter to three he got up and crept downstairs, careful of the creaky
Lesson One Text boards,and let himselfout.(20 A big star hung low over the roof,a reddish gold.The cows looked at him,sleepy and surprised.It was early for them, too. But they accepted him placidly and he fetched some hay for each cow and then got the milking pail and the big milk cans. He had never milked all alone before,but it seemed almost easy.He smiled and milked steadily. streams rushing in to the pail.frothing fragrant.The cows were behaving well,as though they knew it was Christmas
boards, and let himself out. (20) A big star hung low over the roof, a reddish gold. The cows looked at him, sleepy and surprised. It was early for them, too. But they accepted him placidly and he fetched some hay for each cow and then got the milking pail and the big milk cans. He had never milked all alone before, but it seemed almost easy. He smiled and milked steadily, two strong streams rushing in to the pail, (21) frothing and fragrant. The cows were behaving well, as though they knew it was Christmas. Lesson One Text
Lesson One Text The task went more easily than had ever known it to before.Milking for once was not a chore.It was a gift to his father.He finished,the two milk cans were full,and he covered them and closed the milk-house door carefully,making sure of the latch.(22 He put the stool in its place by the door and hung up the clean pail.23)Then he went out of the barn and barred (24 the door behind him. Back in his room he had only a minute to pull off his clothes and iump into bed,(25 for he heard his father up.He put the covers over his head to silence his quick breathing.(26 The door opened
The task went more easily than had ever known it to before. Milking for once was not a chore. It was a gift to his father. He finished, the two milk cans were full, and he covered them and closed the milk-house door carefully, making sure of the latch. (22) He put the stool in its place by the door and hung up the clean pail. (23) Then he went out of the barn and barred (24) the door behind him. Back in his room he had only a minute to pull off his clothes and jump into bed, (25) for he heard his father up. He put the covers over his head to silence his quick breathing. (26) The door opened. Lesson One Text
Lesson One Text "Rob!"his father called."We have to get up, son,even if it is Christmas." “Aw-right,”he said sleepily. “I'Il go on out,.”27 his father said.“I'll get things started.”(28】 The door closed and he lay still,laughing to himself.In just a few minutes his father would know.His dancing heart was ready to jump from his body.(29 The minutes were endless-ten,fifteen,he did not know how many-and he heard his father's footsteps again.The door opened "Rob!” "Yes,Dad-
“Rob!” his father called. “We have to get up, son, even if it is Christmas.” “Aw-right,” he said sleepily. “I’ll go on out,” (27) his father said. “I’ll get things started.” (28) The door closed and he lay still, laughing to himself. In just a few minutes his father would know. His dancing heart was ready to jump from his body. (29) The minutes were endless—ten, fifteen, he did not know how many—and he heard his father’s footsteps again. The door opened. “Rob!” “Yes, Dad—” Lesson One Text