my books. I don't like to stay in bed. I don't want the doctor! Bad doctor!"
"Good doctor! He will make you well again," said the postman. "You will soon play in the room and then in the garden."
In the afternoon my father came home. He saw my little sister in bed.
"Why are you in bed?" asked my father.
"I am ill," said my little sister. "I must stay in bed and drink hot milk and look at the pictures in my books."
"Soon the doctor will come, and he will make you well again," said Father.
"No doctor! Bad doctor! I don't like the doctor!"
"The doctor has a little black bag," said Father. "He has many interesting things in his bag."
"What things?" asked my little sister.
"I can't tell you. But you will see them when the doctor comes."
Now my little sister did not say Bad doctor!
When my mother came into the room with the doctor, Nancy said:
"Hullo, Doctor! Where is your bag? Show me the interesting things in your bag, please!" She did not forget to say please.
"Hullo, little girl!" said the doctor. "Here is my bag, and here are the things in my bag. Are they interesting?"
My little sister looked at the doctor's black bag. She looked at all the things in the bag. She opened her mouth and did all that the doctor told her to do.
Then he said: "That's all, little girl. Good-bye. You will soon be well again. Your mother will give you some medicine. You will take it three times a day 10 like a good little girl. Are you a good little girl?"
"Oh, yes, Doctor, I am a very good girl," said my naughty little sister. "Please come again tomorrow. I want to see the things in your bag again."
But the doctor didn't come again, because Nancy took the medicine 11 and was soon well again 12 .
III. My Naughty Little Sister Makes a Bottle-Tree 13
One day my little sister got up very early. My mother was in the kitchen. She wanted to make breakfast for the family, and she did not see that my little sister was not in her bed.
My naughty little sister went to the shed and took a little spade. Then she went to the garden. It was autumn. There were many red and yellow leaves in the garden. There were many pretty flowers in the garden, too. My little sister went to the flowerbed.
But she did not look at the beautiful flowers, which my father liked to plant. She trampled the flowers under her feet and made a hole in the flowerbed.
Do you know why my little sister made the hole in the flowerbed? She wanted to plant an acorn. She had a nice brown acorn in her hand. So she made a hole in the flowerbed and put the acorn in the hole. Then she put a short stick near it.
Do you know why she did that?
She wanted to know the place where the acorn was. She was a clever little girl, wasn't she? 14
My little sister went to this place after breakfast and before dinner and after dinner. She took the acorn out and then she put it back again.
Do you know why she took the acorn out? She wanted to see it grow 15 .
In the evening Father came home and he saw his flowers. He was very angry 16 .
"You bad, bad girl," said my father. "Why did you trample my flowers?"
"I did not want to trample your flowers. I wanted to plant my acorn. I wanted to see it grow." And my little sister began to cry.
"Your acorn won't grow if you take it out," said my father. "Give it to me."
Father took a bottle, put some water in it and then put the acorn into it.
"Now you can see it grow," said Father.
My little sister put the bottle with the acorn at the window. She looked at it all the time, but it did not grow. She put the bottle near her bed and looked at it in the morning and in the evening. But it did not grow.
"Put the bottle at the window and go and play with your doll," said my mother.
My little sister put the bottle at the window and went to play with her doll. Soon she forgot about her bottle.
One day she looked at the bottle and saw a little green shoot.
"I see a little green shoot," cried my sister.
She was very glad and showed her
"Good doctor! He will make you well again," said the postman. "You will soon play in the room and then in the garden."
In the afternoon my father came home. He saw my little sister in bed.
"Why are you in bed?" asked my father.
"I am ill," said my little sister. "I must stay in bed and drink hot milk and look at the pictures in my books."
"Soon the doctor will come, and he will make you well again," said Father.
"No doctor! Bad doctor! I don't like the doctor!"
"The doctor has a little black bag," said Father. "He has many interesting things in his bag."
"What things?" asked my little sister.
"I can't tell you. But you will see them when the doctor comes."
Now my little sister did not say Bad doctor!
When my mother came into the room with the doctor, Nancy said:
"Hullo, Doctor! Where is your bag? Show me the interesting things in your bag, please!" She did not forget to say please.
"Hullo, little girl!" said the doctor. "Here is my bag, and here are the things in my bag. Are they interesting?"
My little sister looked at the doctor's black bag. She looked at all the things in the bag. She opened her mouth and did all that the doctor told her to do.
Then he said: "That's all, little girl. Good-bye. You will soon be well again. Your mother will give you some medicine. You will take it three times a day 10 like a good little girl. Are you a good little girl?"
"Oh, yes, Doctor, I am a very good girl," said my naughty little sister. "Please come again tomorrow. I want to see the things in your bag again."
But the doctor didn't come again, because Nancy took the medicine 11 and was soon well again 12 .
III. My Naughty Little Sister Makes a Bottle-Tree 13
One day my little sister got up very early. My mother was in the kitchen. She wanted to make breakfast for the family, and she did not see that my little sister was not in her bed.
My naughty little sister went to the shed and took a little spade. Then she went to the garden. It was autumn. There were many red and yellow leaves in the garden. There were many pretty flowers in the garden, too. My little sister went to the flowerbed.
But she did not look at the beautiful flowers, which my father liked to plant. She trampled the flowers under her feet and made a hole in the flowerbed.
Do you know why my little sister made the hole in the flowerbed? She wanted to plant an acorn. She had a nice brown acorn in her hand. So she made a hole in the flowerbed and put the acorn in the hole. Then she put a short stick near it.
Do you know why she did that?
She wanted to know the place where the acorn was. She was a clever little girl, wasn't she? 14
My little sister went to this place after breakfast and before dinner and after dinner. She took the acorn out and then she put it back again.
Do you know why she took the acorn out? She wanted to see it grow 15 .
In the evening Father came home and he saw his flowers. He was very angry 16 .
"You bad, bad girl," said my father. "Why did you trample my flowers?"
"I did not want to trample your flowers. I wanted to plant my acorn. I wanted to see it grow." And my little sister began to cry.
"Your acorn won't grow if you take it out," said my father. "Give it to me."
Father took a bottle, put some water in it and then put the acorn into it.
"Now you can see it grow," said Father.
My little sister put the bottle with the acorn at the window. She looked at it all the time, but it did not grow. She put the bottle near her bed and looked at it in the morning and in the evening. But it did not grow.
"Put the bottle at the window and go and play with your doll," said my mother.
My little sister put the bottle at the window and went to play with her doll. Soon she forgot about her bottle.
One day she looked at the bottle and saw a little green shoot.
"I see a little green shoot," cried my sister.
She was very glad and showed her
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