| Mark Twain was an American writer. One
day he went to a city by train. He wanted to see one of his friends them. He was
a very busy man. He usually forgot something. When he was in the train, the conductor asked him for his ticket. Mark Twain looked for his ticket here and there, but he couldn’t find it. The conductor knew Mark Twain. She said, "Show me your ticket on your way back. And if you can’t find it, it doesn’t matter." "Oh, but it does," said Mark Twain. "I must find the ticket. If I can’t find it, how can I know where I am going " |
Paul could not sleep last night. He woke up early and sat up, and then lay down again. He felt terrible. "I must be sick," he thought, "but I must study for that test." He got up and looked for his history notebook. He finally found it under a pile of clothes on his chair. He went over his history notes, but he couldn’t remember any of the facts in his notes. "What shall I do" he thought.
Just then the telephone rang. He put down his notebook and picked up the telephone. "Good morning," Jack’s voice said. "You must be wrong about that test." "What do you mean" Paul asked weakly. "We’re not going to have a test today." Jack said, "I wrote down the date in my notebook. The test will be next Wednesday; it isn’t today. How do you feel this morning" "Fine," said Paul, "just fine!" Suddenly he really felt fine.
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