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title: Overhaul lanyard gun prow jack
date: 2018-09-28 09:45:47 +07:00
modified: 2019-02-20 11:45:47 +07:00
categories: blog
tags: [story, antagonist]
image: "/assets/img/posts/devc-yogya-28-09-2018s.jpg"
---
Once upon a time, there was a little boy whose name was Alex he oftern visited his aunt, and she always
gave him something when he left her house. Somtimes she gave him something to eat. Sometimes she gave
him to play with. The most important one she always gave something.
## The story of Alex
One day alex went to visit his aunt. When he was leaving, she said to him, "Here is a little cake, Alex. Please take it to your mother. Carry it carefully and don't stop it".
"Thank you, Auntie," said a little boy, and he started home. He carried the cake carrefully int his hands. But he held it very tightly because he did not want to drop it. When he got home he said to his
mother.
"Look at, Mother. Auntie sent you nice little cake"
"Where is it?" his mother asked
"Here ini my hands" He replied, and opened his hands to show her the cake.
"Oh, Alex, you're foolish boy, "she cried
"You've ruined it. You shouldn't carry a cake like that you
should wrap it carefully in some leaves and carry it onyour head"
"I'm sorry,Mother," said the little boy sadly."But I'll remember next time,"
he promised.
The next week, he went to see his aunt again, When he was leaving, she said to him, "here is some butter,Alex. Please tke it to your mother. Carry it carefully and don't drop it."
"Thank you, Auntie, "said the litter boy and he started home. then he remember what his mother had said. He wrapperd the butter carefully in some leaves, and carried it son his head. On the way home,
it was very hot, and Soon the butter began to melt down his face, down his shirt, down his shorts. When he got home he said to his mother.
"Look at, Mother, Auntie sent you some butter. I remembered what you said. I wrapped it carefully in some leaves and carried it on my head".
"Oh, Alex, You're stupid boy !", cried his mother. "You'veruined it. You shouldn't carry butter like that. You should wrap it in some leaves and put in the river to cool first, Then carry it carefully in your hand".
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