The wife of a rich man fell sick: and when she felt that her end drew nigh, she called her only daughter to her bedside, and said, "Always be a good girl, and I will look down from heaven and watch over you." Soon afterwards she shut her eyes and died, and was buried in the garden; and the little girl went every day to her grave and wept, and was always good and kind to all about her. And the snow spread a beautiful white covering over the grave; but by the time the sun had melted it away again, her father had married another wife. This new wife had two daughters of her own: they were fair in face but foul at heart, and it was now a sorry time for the poor little girl. "What does the good-for-nothing thing want in the parlor?" said they; and they took away her fine clothes, and gave her an old frock to put on, and laughed at her and turned her into the kitchen.
Dear Tony, Thank you very much for your letter. It was great to hear from you. In your letter you ask me to tell you about my birthday... Well, I was born on the 6th of December, that is in winter and I can't go on a picnic on this day because the weather is usually very cold in December in our region. Though sometimes if the weather is rather warm we can go to ski or skate with my friends. Usually I invite my classmates to come to my birthday party which we arrange at home. We have fun joking and laughing, talking, dancing, listening to CDs and, of couse, eating tasty food and a delitious birthday cake. Sometimes we go out to a cafe with a few friends of mine or with my family. As for the present for my next birthday I would like to have а small puppy. Well, I must finish now. Keep in touch. Best wishes, Alex
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