特训营

The RescueNasr-ed-Din Hodja yawned. He stretched his arms in their gaily striped sleeves. He stretched his long legs in their yellow pantaloons.“Time for bed!” He rubbed his sleepy eyes. “But first a good cold drink of water.”Nasr

Reading the ParkThe small boy watched the children on the other side of the railing. They were skimming down the slide,landing on the bouncy lawn. The screamed as they almost touched the sky with each upward curve of the swing. Th

The Talking MongooseNo one has ever decided what it was.But it called itself a mongoose.And it lived on the Isle of Man in a lonely farmhouse looking out on the Irish Sea.The house,a very old one,was called Doarlish Cashen.It was