daddy long legs

Chapter 41

Dear Daddy Long Legs:
We had a sports meeting last Saturday.The scene is very spectacular.

When queuing up to enter the arena, students of all grades wore white school uniforms.Seniors carried blue and gold Japanese parasols; juniors carried white and yellow flags; our class carried brightly colored balloons—very eye-catching, especially when they floated away; freshmen wore A hat made of green crepe paper, with a long streamer hanging down from the side of the hat.There was also a band in blue uniforms brought in specially from the city, and a dozen or so burlesque performers who, like clowns in a circus, filled the fun.

Julia poses as a fat, bearded redneck with a sackcloth feather duster and a slack umbrella.The tall, thin Patsy Morietti plays Julia's wife, wearing a ridiculous green cap on one side.No matter where they go, it will cause laughter.Julia's performance was very, very successful.It was unthinkable that the Pendletons could display such a sense of humor.I hope Master Jervie will forgive my disrespect, for I never considered him a member of the Pendletons any more than I considered you a trustee.

Sally and I were not in the entry line, we played the game.Guess what?We've both won -- in certain categories, of course.In the hurdle race, we lost.However, Sally won the pole vault (7ft 3in) and I won the 50m dash (8 seconds).

I was out of breath from running, but it was so much fun!The whole class waved balloons and cheered loudly:

Is Judy Albert great?

She is awesome!
Who is the best?
Judy Albert

Uncle, that's real fame.After the game, I went back to the lounge.They smeared my body with alcohol and made me put a lemon in my mouth.You can see how professional we are. It is a good thing to win honor for the class. The class with the most medals can win the annual championship trophy.The senior class won the award this year with 7 medals.The organizing committee invited all the winners to eat at the gymnasium, with fried soft shell crab and chocolate ice cream in the shape of a basketball.

I spent most of the night reading "Jane Eyre" last night.Daddy Long Legs, are you very old, do you remember what happened 60 years ago?Did people talk like that back then?

The arrogant Mrs. Blanche said to the servant: "Servant, shut up and do as I tell you." Mr. Rochester used "sky" to describe the sky.There's also a madwoman—who has a wacky smile, sets fire to tents, tears wedding dresses, and even bites—a complete melodrama.Still, this book is addictive.I don't understand how any girl could write a book like this, especially one who grew up in a clergyman's family.Things about the Bronte family interested me.Their books, their lives, their thoughts.Where did they find the material?When I read all the things that happened to little Jane Eyre in the orphanage, I was so angry that I had to go out for a walk.I can totally empathize with her feelings.I knew Mrs. Lippy as I knew Mr. Blake Horst.

Don't take offense, uncle.I'm not saying the John Gorier Orphanage is as bad as the Ward Charity School.We don't have to worry about food and clothing, we have a good bath, and there's a strong fire in the cellar.But there is one similarity between the two - our lives are monotonous and boring.Nothing to cheer about except ice cream on Sunday.In the last 18 years I've only had one happy event when the woodshed next door caught fire.We got up in the middle of the night and dressed so that we could move immediately if the fire spread.However, the fire never came, and we had to crawl back to sleep.

It's human nature to hope for something unexpected.I never got a surprise, though, until Mrs. Lippy called me over and said there was a Mr. John Smith willing to sponsor me for college.But she delivered the news so slowly that I was only slightly shocked.

You know, uncle, I think the most important quality in a person is imagination.Only then can people be compassionate, kind and considerate, and put themselves in the shoes of others.This endowment should be cultivated from childhood, but the John Gorier Orphanage trampled it to death in its infancy.Duty is a quality to be encouraged, but I don't think children should understand what it means--it's a nasty and hateful word.They should do everything out of love.

Do you want to know how I run the orphanage?This is my favorite game to play at night before bed.I planned every detail—meals, clothes, books, games, and punishments—because even the best orphans make mistakes now and then.

Either way, they should all be happy and happy.I think that no matter how many difficulties a person will encounter in the future, he should have a happy childhood to recollect.If I have children in the future, no matter how much pain I have to endure, I will let them grow up without any worries.

(The church bells are ringing - I will find time to finish this letter.)
5/4

This afternoon, I came back from class and found a squirrel sitting on the coffee table eating almonds.As the weather warms up, we often open the windows, so we often have such friendly visitors.

Thursday

Today is the weekend and we have no classes. You would think that I would quietly read the set of "The Complete Works of Stevenson" that I bought with a scholarship like last night.Dear Daddy Long Legs, if you think so, it's because you didn't go to a women's college. 6 girls came to my room to make milk candy and accidentally dripped it in the middle of our best rug.We can't get it clean.

I don't talk much about my studies these days, but in reality, we learn every day.Putting aside your studies for a while, talking to you about the trivial things in life may change your mind.It's a pity that our conversation was one-sided, and it's all your fault.You are welcome to write to refute me at any time.

I've been writing this letter for 3 days on and off and I'm afraid you'll be bored!
Farewell, patient Mr. Gentleman!
Judy
saturday morning

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