on the story of moth
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- On The Story of the Moth
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- On The Story of the Moth
- One night, all the family, except my mother and my self, went to bed early. Why I don't know, but we two remained sitting alone.
- My mother was teaching me to read in a Spanish reader called "The Children's Friend" (El Amigo de Los Ninos).This was quite a rare book and an old copy. it had lost its cover but my sister made a new one. She fastened a sheet of thick blue paper over the back and then covered it with piece of cloth.
- This night my mother became impatient with hearing me read so poorly, so she took the book from me. But first, she scolded me for drawing funny pictures on its pages.
- Then she told me to listen and she began to read. When her sight was good,she read very well. She could recite well, and she understood verse-making, too. Many times during Christmas vacations, my mother corrected me poetical compositions, and she always made valuable criticisms.
- I listened to her, full of childish enthusiasm. I marveled at the nice-sounding phrases which she read from those pages. The phrases she read so easily stopped me at every breath
- Perhaps I grew tired of listening to sounds that had no meaning to for me. Perhaps I lacked self-control.
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