Mama came then and told me he was dead.My Daddy was dead.No!No!No!It wasn't true.He couldn't be dead.He was alive-he had kissed me only that afternoon.People didn't die just like that!It wasn't like stepping on a fly...people took years to die...they only died when they were old...very old with gray hair and wrinkles and stooped-bodies.Young people don't die.Not people I knew...not anyone I loved.Not my father!He was mine and no one could take my father away from me.He would live forever
Mama came then and told me he was dead. My Daddy was dead. No! No! No! It wasn’t true. He couldn’t be dead. He was alive—he had kissed me only that afternoon. People didn’t die just like that! It wasn’t like stepping on a fly … people took years to die…they only died when they were old…very old with gray hair and wrinkles and stooped-bodies. Young people don’t die. Not people I knew…not anyone I loved. Not my father! He was mine and no one could take my father away from me. He would live forever
I hated that person who called.It wasn't true and that was a horrible thing to say.It wasn't funny.It scared me.Mama believed it,though.She shouldn't.If she'd only listen to me I'd tell her the truth...IT ISN'T TRUE...IT ISN'T!! Just wait-next time Daddy came home I'd tell him about the person who called.He'd laugh and say Mama shouldn't have taken it seriously.After all, that couldn't happen.He wasn't even sick
I hated that person who called. It wasn’t true and that was a horrible thing to say. It wasn’t funny. It scared me. Mama believed it, though. She shouldn’t. If she’d only listen to me I’d tell her the truth…IT ISN’T TRUE…IT ISN’T!! Just wait—next time Daddy came home I’d tell him about the person who called. He’d laugh and say Mama shouldn’t have taken it seriously. After all, that couldn’t happen. He wasn’t even sick
And do you know what else would happen when Daddy came home the next time?I would jump on his lap and hug him until he couldn't even breathe!And he wouldn't mind-because that's what daddies were for. OACH
And do you know what else would happen when Daddy came home the next time? I would jump on his lap and hug him until he couldn’t even breathe! And he wouldn’t mind—because that’s what daddies were for
Analysis and Explanation: 1.The night was soft and warm as I lay gazing at the ceiling.The whole house was quiet.except for the occasional coughing from my own congested throat.I lay on the sofa exaggerating my illness as children are likely to do. 当晚温暖宜人，我躺在那里凝视着天花板， 屋子里静悄悄的，只是偶尔听到因我喉咙 红肿而发出的咳嗽声.我躺在沙发上，像小 孩子很可能做的那样去夸大自己的病情
Analysis and Explanation: 1.The night was soft and warm as I lay gazing at the ceiling. The whole house was quiet, except for the occasional coughing from my own congested throat, I lay on the sofa exaggerating my illness as children are likely to do. 当晚温暖宜人,我躺在那里凝视着天花板, 屋子里静悄悄的,只是偶尔听到因我喉咙 红肿而发出的咳嗽声.我躺在沙发上,像小 孩子很可能做的那样去夸大自己的病情