today is the first day of te new term. i got up early and checked my wintcr vacation homework before going to sclool.
while i was busy clearing up the books, father came in with a glass of milk in his hand, "drink it up, boy ."father said to me gently.
i was in such a hurry that ipaid no attention whether the milk was hot or not. i drank a mouthful and cried with the sound of the broken glass. "what’s the matter.?" father asked anxiously. "you didn’t tell me the milk was so hot. i got a blister through being scalded." "oh, it’s my fault. are you ok?" father turned to the kitchen after he was certain there was nothing serious with me, "there is some more in the kitchen. i’ll bring it for you. wait for me. i’ii be back soon."
i was so angry with father that i said"no. i won’t be scalded again." then i put all i wan