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Mr. Bamboo and the Honorable Little God - A Christmas Story by [pseud.] Frances Little
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Then I mention, "Go play in garden", for I know well how he have like
of play in lovely garden of his home, where, with body of bare, he race
big dragon-flies what paint the summer air all gold and blue. But Tãke
Chan makes the laughs for me when looks so firmly and say: "No. I have
the busy to make ready for honorable guest coming on feast-day of
Christman." All times he not singing he talk 'bout what big welcome we
give to new God.

Ah, that little boy! I can no' make him have the right understand';
but he walk right into my heart, and give me the joyful of love and
much sad.

No, I never forget that Christmas day. It makes of my mind a canvas and
paints pictures on it what will never wash away nor burn.

In morning, sun 'most so slow climbing over mountain as snail creeping
up Fuji. He get big surprise when his eye come into kindergarten window
and find me very busy for a long time.

All teachers have many works, and very soon they turn their playroom
into lovely feast-place. Paper flowers and ornaments which childrens
build with hands, and red berries they bring from forest, have
expression same as growing from walls and windows. Same thought as all
teachers to give the happy to glad Christmas-day. Many Japanese childs
is just getting news of this birthday.

Quick we put piano where it can sing best, chairs all in circle. Big
spot in middle for tree, which comes at very last from that other room.

While I work postman bring long box from foreign country, which one
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