We decided to have a special celebration of Mother's Day. We thought it a fine idea. It made us realise how much Mother had done for us for years, and all the efforts and sacrifices that she had made for our sake. So we decided that we'd make it a great day, a holiday for all the family, and do everything we could to make Mother happy. Father decided to take a holiday from his office, so as to help in celebrating the day, and my sister Ann and I stayed home from college classes, and Mary and my brother Will stayed home from High School. It was our plan to make it a day just like Christmas or any big holiday, and so we decided to decorate the house with flowers. We asked Mother to do it, because she always does it. The two girls thought it would be a nice thing to dress in our best for such a big occasion, and so they both got new hats. Father had bought silk ties for himself and us boys. We were going to get Mother a new hat too, but it turned out that she liked her old hat better than a new one. After breakfast we decided that we would hire a motor car and take Mother for a beautiful drive away into the country. But on the very morning of the day we changed the plan a little bit. We all felt that it would be nicer to have a definite purpose. It turned out that Father had just got a new rod the day before, and he said that Mother could use it if she wanted to: in fact, he said it was practically for her, only Mother said she would rather watch him fish than fish herself. So we got everything arranged for the trip. Mother cut up some sandwiches and packed all up in a basket for us. When the car came to the door, it turned out that we couldn't all get in. Father said that he could stay at home and work in the garden. The girls said that Mother had only to say the word and they’d gladly stay t home and work. In the end it was decided that Mother would stay at home and have a lovely restful day round the house. It turned out anyway that Mother didn't care for fishing and also it was just a little bit cold and fresh out-of-doors, though it was lovely and sunny, and Father was afraid that Mother might take cold if she came. We had the loveliest day. Father and the boys fished, the girls met quite a lot of people. We all had a splendid time. It was quite late when we got back. We sat down to dinner. It was grand. When it was over all of us wanted to help clear the things up and wash the dishes, only Mother said that she would really much rather do it. When we all kissed Mother before going to bed, she said it had been the most wonderful day in her life and I think there were tears in her eyes.
Anight in the desert wind. the sun is big, breathable heat sphere sank behind the yellow sands. the sky gradually covered the purple, gold, dark. lazily fluttering down the evening was enveloping the wilderness by the gray twilight. one after another was lit in the blue sky the pale stars, though struggling with the remnants of daylight. from the east i looked out the crescent moon and widely spilled his greenish oscillating light waves of sand, like the sea. and from this sea breezed some amazing emptiness and melancholy. the wind covered the desert smooth face wrinkles, in some places poured mound and ran forth endless waves, giving the entire landscape a bronze-grey uncertain tone, merging away with the shreds of clouds on the horizon. looming over the desert east a night full of glitter stars, sadness and deadpan silence. вот перевод ночь в пустыне ветер стих. солнце большой, дышащей жаром сферой погружалось за жёлтые пески. небо, постепенно покрывающееся то пурпуром, то золотом, темнело. лениво опускающийся на землю вечер окутывал пустыню серыми сумерками. одна за другой зажигались на голубом небе бледные звёзды, будто борющиеся с остатками дневного света. с востока выглянул серп луны и широко разлил свой зеленоватый колеблющийся свет по волнам песка, словно по морю. а от этого моря веяло какой-то удивительной пустотой и меланхолией. ветер покрыл гладкое лицо пустыни морщинами, кое-где насыпал курган и бежал далее бесконечными волнами, придавая всему пейзажу бронзово-серый неопределённый тон, сливающийся вдали с клочьями облаков на горизонте. над пустыней нависла восточная ночь, полная блеска звёзд, грусти и невозмутимой тишины.
So we decided that we'd make it a great day, a holiday for all the family, and do everything we could to make Mother happy. Father decided to take a holiday from his office, so as to help in celebrating the day, and my sister Ann and I stayed home from college classes, and Mary and my brother Will stayed home from High School.
It was our plan to make it a day just like Christmas or any big holiday, and so we decided to decorate the house with flowers. We asked Mother to do it, because she always does it.
The two girls thought it would be a nice thing to dress in our best for such a big occasion, and so they both got new hats. Father had bought silk ties for himself and us boys. We were going to get Mother a new hat too, but it turned out that she liked her old hat better than a new one.
After breakfast we decided that we would hire a motor car and take Mother for a beautiful drive away into the country. But on the very morning of the day we changed the plan a little bit. We all felt that it would be nicer to have a definite purpose. It turned out that Father had just got a new rod the day before, and he said that Mother could use it if she wanted to: in fact, he said it was practically for her, only Mother said she would rather watch him fish than fish herself.
So we got everything arranged for the trip. Mother cut up some sandwiches and packed all up in a basket for us.
When the car came to the door, it turned out that we couldn't all get in. Father said that he could stay at home and work in the garden. The girls said that Mother had only to say the word and they’d gladly stay t home and work.
In the end it was decided that Mother would stay at home and have a lovely restful day round the house. It turned out anyway that Mother didn't care for fishing and also it was just a little bit cold and fresh out-of-doors, though it was lovely and sunny, and Father was afraid that Mother might take cold if she came.
We had the loveliest day. Father and the boys fished, the girls met quite a lot of people. We all had a splendid time.
It was quite late when we got back. We sat down to dinner. It was grand. When it was over all of us wanted to help clear the things up and wash the dishes, only Mother said that she would really much rather do it.
When we all kissed Mother before going to bed, she said it had been the most wonderful day in her life and I think there were tears in her eyes.