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See the piggy,
See the puddle,
See the muddy little puddle.
See the piggy in the middle
Of the muddy little puddle.
She her dawdle, she her diddle
In the muddy, muddy middle.
See her waddle, plump and little,
In the very merry middle.


See her daddy,
Fuddy-duddy, fuddy-duddy, fuddy-duddy.
“Don’t bạn get all muddy,
Muddy, muddy, muddy, muddy.
bạn are much too plump and little
To be in the muddy middle.
Mud is squishy, mud is squashy,
Mud is oh so squishy-squashy.
What bạn need is lots of soap.”
But the piggy answered,
“Squishy-squashy, squishy-squashy—NOPE!”


See her mommy,
Fiddle-faddle, fiddle-faddle, fiddle-faddle.
“Get out of there—skedaddle,
Daddle, daddle, daddle, daddle.
bạn are much too plump and little
To be in the muddy middle.
Mud is mooshy, mud is squooshy,
Mud is oh so mooshy-squooshy.
What bạn need is lots of soap.”
But the piggy answered,
“Mooshy-squooshy, mooshy-squooshy—NOPE!”


See her brother,
Silly billy, Silly billy, Silly billy.
“Do not waddle willy-nilly,
Willy-nilly, willy-nilly.
bạn are much too plump and little
To be in the muddy middle.
Mud is oofy, mud is poofy,
Mud is oh so oofy-poofy.
What bạn need is lots of soap.”


But the piggy answered,
“Oofy-poofy, oofy-poofy—NOPE!”


Now they all stood in a huddle,
Right beside the muddy puddle.
And they looked into the puddle—
What a muddy, muddy, muddle!


There was piggy, plump and little,
In the very merry middle.
She was waddling, she was paddling,
She was diving way down derry.
She was wiggling, she was giggling.
She was very, very merry.
đã đưa ý kiến the mother, “Little piggy, bạn have made me very mad.”
đã đưa ý kiến the father, “Little piggy, bạn have made me very sad.”
“Little piggy,” đã đưa ý kiến the brother, “You are very, very bad.”
đã đưa ý kiến the piggy, “Squishy-squashy, mooshy-squooshy, very bad.”


“Dear, oh dear,” đã đưa ý kiến piggy’s mother.
“What’s a mother pig to do?”
She thought and thought and thought and thought—
And then, of course, she knew.
She said, “I bet my feet get wet.”
And—jumped—in—too!


See two piggies in the puddle,
In the muddy little puddle.
See the piggy and her mommy
In the muddy little puddle.
“Me oh my,” đã đưa ý kiến piggy’s father.
“What’s a mother pig to do?”
He thought and thought and thought and thought—
And then, of course, he knew.
He said, “I bet my tail gets wet.”
And—jumped—in—too!


See three piggies in the puddle,
In the muddy little puddle.
See mommy, daddy, piggy
In the muddy little puddle.
“Boo-hoo-hoo,” cried piggy’s brother.
“Whatever shall I do?”
He thought, but not for very long,
Because, of course, he knew.
He held his nose and yelled, “Here goes!”
And—jumped—in—too!


See four piggies in the puddle,
In the muddy little puddle.
See the piggies in the middle
Of the muddy little puddle.
She them diddle, big and little
In the very merry middle.
đã đưa ý kiến the daddy, “Mud is squishy,
Mud is oh so squishy-squashy.”
đã đưa ý kiến the mommy, “Mud is mooshy,
Mud is oh so mooshy-squooshy.”
đã đưa ý kiến the brother, “Mud is oofy,
Mud is oh so oofy-poofy.”


đã đưa ý kiến the piggy,
“Squishy-squashy, mooshy-squooshy, oofy-poofy.
Indeed,” đã đưa ý kiến little piggy,
“I think we need some soap.”
But the other piggies answered,
“Oofy-poofy—NOPE!”


So they all chim bồ câu, bồ câu way down derry,
And were very, very merry.
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With a mournful moan and silken tone,
Itself alone comes ONE TROMBONE.
Gliding, sliding, high notes go low;
ONE loại kèn hai ống, trombone is playing SOLO.

Next, a TRUMPET comes along,
And sings and stings its swinging song.
It joins TROMBONE, no thêm alone,
And ONE and TWO-O, they’re a DUO.

Fine FRENCH HORN, its valves all oiled,
Bright and brassy, loops all coiled,
Golden yellow; joins its fellows.
TWO, now THREE-O, what a TRIO!

Now, a mellow friend, the CELLO,
Neck extended, bows a “hello”;
End pin set upon the floor,
It makes up a QUARTET—that’s FOUR.

And soaring high and moving in,
With ZIN! ZIN! ZIN! a VIOLIN,...
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Long ago,
before the Civil War,
there was an old sailor called Peg Leg Joe
who did what he could to help free the slaves.


Joe had a plan.
He'd use hammer and nail and saw

and work for the master, the man
who owned slaves
on the cotton plantation.


Joe had a plan.
At night when work was done,
he'd teach the slaves a song
that secretly told the way
to freedom.
Just follow the drinking gourd, it said.


When the song was learned
and sung all day,
Peg Leg Joe would slip away
to work for another master
and teach the song again.


One day
a slave called Molly saw her man James
sold to another master.
James would be taken away,...
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One sunny day, a Queen honeybee leaves her hive. Other bees, called drones, follow her. The Queen mates with a drone. Now she can lay eggs.


The Queen flies back to the hive. Laying many eggs in her job. She puts one egg in each cell.


In three days the eggs hatch. Out come larvae. Worker bees feed the larvae.


After five hoặc six days, workers cover the larvae cells. Inside the cell, the larvae grow into a pupa. In about ten days, a young bee comes out of the cells.


Hives have only one queen. Most other bees are workers. Some bees are drones. Workers are females. Drones are males.


Young worker bees...
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Mrs. Davis felt peculiar as she took her morning bath.
“I feel like I’m being watched,” she đã đưa ý kiến to herself.
And she was being watched…


…by Shirley Rat, the nosiest person in town.
“I see you’re using màu hoa cà, lilac bubble bath,” đã đưa ý kiến Shirley. “I personally prefer rose.”
Mrs. Davis pulled down the shade.

“I tình yêu to know what’s going on,” đã đưa ý kiến Shirley. “I don’t get paid for it—it’s my hobby.”
And Shirley’s hobby kept her very busy.


Reading other people’s mail took half the morning.
“You learn such interesting things,” đã đưa ý kiến Shirley.

Listening in on private telephone conversations,...
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THE lâu đài GUARD WITH HIS TRIDENT



How many prongs do bạn see?
I see two on the bottom—but on the top, three

Solution: Cover the hàng đầu, đầu trang of the trident and bạn see two prongs. Cover the bottom and the trident now has three prongs. bạn can draw this object, but bạn can’t construct it. (impossible-object illusion)


THE ROYAL MESSENGER ARRIVING WITH A LETTER FOR THE KING



The red tape on the letter is longer than the blue. But is this really true? Remember, now bạn are in OPT!

Solution: Angles are sometimes tricky! The red and blue tapes on the envelope are the same length. If bạn remove the...
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He was so small that his mother didn’t know he was there. The other piglets were always pushing and shoving, squealing greedily for food.


But the tiny pig was gentle, quiet, and never greedy. He always kept clean. While the other piglets rolled around in the mud, he would lie under his yêu thích cây wishing for wings to carry him into the sky.
One ngày he heard a terrible squeal. A large gieo, lợn nái had fallen in the road. The little pig crawled under the fence and ran to help her.

He had to push with all his might, but at last he got the gieo, lợn nái up on her feet again.


The gieo, lợn nái thanked the little pig and she...
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Every fall, when the leaves start melting into pretty purples and reds and those bright golden shades of pumpkin, Mama says, “Coat time, Gabrielle!”


And they ride two trains to Grandpa’s tailor cửa hàng in the city. On the Silver Express from Meadowlawn to Pennsylvania Station, Gabby sits close to the window, her nose pressed to the smudge-glass for nearly an hour.


At Penn Station they walk fast, through long, dark passageways and underground tunnels. On a distant speaker someone calls out, “Thirty-fourth Street! Thirty-fourth Street! Change here for the Downtown Express, Uptown Express and...
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My dad, Nino, makes the best pizza, bánh pizza in the world.
I’m his best helper.


I help knead the pizza, bánh pizza dough,

I help stir the pizza, bánh pizza sauce,


and I help grate the cheese.

When the customers are finished, I know how to pick up their plates


and carry out the dirty dishes.

I help give the extra pizzas to hungry people in the alley who have no homes.


And…I help my dad serve our pizza, bánh pizza pies!

People come from all over town to eat at Little Nino’s.
They wait in long lines because our restaurant is so small.


One night a man came to see my dad after the last pizza.
What did he want?

That night my dad told my mom we would...
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Boy: Tell me the story again, Grandfather. Tell me who I am.
Grandfather: I have told bạn many times, Boy. bạn know the story bởi heart.
Boy: But it sounds better when bạn tell it, Grandfather.
Grandfather: Then listen carefully. This may be the last telling.
Boy: No, no, Grandfather. There will never be a last time. Promise me that. Promise me.
Grandfather: I promise bạn nothing, Boy. I tình yêu you. That is better than a promise.
Boy: And I tình yêu you, Grandfather, but tell me the story again. Please.


Grandfather: Once there was a boy child…
Boy: No, Grandfather. Start at the beginning. Start at the beginning....
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Brian found a kỳ nhông, kỳ giông in the woods. It was a little trái cam, màu da cam kỳ nhông, kỳ giông that crawled through the dried leaves of the forest floor.
The kỳ nhông, kỳ giông was warm and cozy in the boy’s hand. “Come live with me,” Brian said.
He took the kỳ nhông, kỳ giông home.


“Where will he sleep?” his mother asked.
“I will make him a kỳ nhông, kỳ giông giường to sleep in. I will cover him with leaves that are fresh and green, and bring moss that looks like little stars to be a cái gối, gối for his head. I will bring crickets to sing him to sleep and bullfrogs to tell him good-night stories.”


“And when he wakes up, where will...
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