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Orphan and Dog Story

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“Before we can adopt a dog,” said Betsy “we’ll have to set up an interview. That’s a rule for anyone who wants to adopt from the animal shelter.”
“What’s an animal shelter?” asked Angie.
“It’s like an orphanage for dogs and cats,” Betsy replied.
“So, are the dogs and cats at an animal shelter like us?” asked Angie.
“Sort of,” said Betsy. “They don’t have any mommies or daddies, and they’re all waiting for someone to think they’re cute and take them home.”
“Then we can all be their mommies and daddies!” Jason chimed in, jumping onto Betsy’s bed.
“Yes,” said Betsy. “But this won’t be as easy for us as it would be for our new mommies and daddies.”
“Why not?” asked Jason.
“Well, for one thing, any new mommies and daddies we get would have cars. We don’t have a car.”
“We can walk!” retorted Rachel.
“You think walking ten blocks would be easy?!” snapped Betsy. “Besides, that’s not even half of it! Our new mommies and daddies wouldn’t have Ms. Harquin constantly waiting for them to do something bad so she can scold them!” All the orphans looked at Betsy in silence.  At least some of them hated to admit it, but they all knew she was right.
The whole group had gone quiet in unison.  Angie was the first to speak up after the silent spell was over.
“So, can we still try it?” she asked. Betsy looked around the room at all of the eager little faces, each with his or her own reason to coax her into trying to get a dog to keep at the orphanage.  Angie, the littlest, needed someone to comfort and protect her. Jason needed something to remind him of the little terrier he had lost along with his parents. Rachel needed someone to mess around with when the other orphans were too worn out. And Betsy had to admit that having a dog would cheer her up, too. But how were they going to pull this off? Betsy knew she’d have to think of something soon.

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Ayah, Amy, and Ms. Harquin

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“Please don’t hurt me!” Ayah whimpered.  “I’m the littlest orphan!”  Ms. Harquin smiled wickedly.

“Are you saying an older orphan would be better suited to this punishment?” she asked with a simpery smile.  Ayah had learned not to disagree with her orphanage matron, but she nervously nodded her head.

“Oh?” Ms. Harquin replied, dangerously calm.  “But you’re the one who earned it, sweetheart!”

“I’m too little to do that kind of work!” protested Ayah.

“Not anymore!” said Ms. Harquin, cheerfully.  “Those candies you stole from me have made you big and strong!” Ayah looked at Ms. Harquin blankly.

“I eat them all the time,” Ms. Harquin continued, chuckling.  “Why do you think I’m much bigger and stronger than all of you?”

“Because you’re older than us!” shouted Amy, coming in from doing her chores.

“Don’t listen to anything she says, Ayah!” Amy continued.   “Those candies didn’t make you big and strong!”  Ayah looked at her friend and pouted disappointedly.  “At least not big and strong enough to do this chore,” Amy quickly added.

“That’s the hardest, scariest chore in the orphanage, Ayah!” she protested when the disappointment didn’t go away.

“Alright, Amy, enough!” shouted Ms. Harquin.  “This is between me and Ayah!  It is none of your business!”

“Yes it is!” insisted Amy.  “Ayah’s too young for that kind of work, and I won’t let her do it!”

“Too young?!  Too young?!  Of course she’s too young!” stormed Ms. Harquin.  “There’s no way she’ll succeed!”

“I know!” cried Amy.  “But she might get hurt!”

“Trust me,” said Ms. Harquin.  “I’ll get her out of there before her life is in danger.  I’m not about to get in trouble for killing one of you orphans!”  Amy was about to cry.

“Don’t give me that!” sneered Ms. Harquin.  “I am teaching the child a lesson!  She’s going to try this task, and believe me, she’ll know not to steal candy from me when she’s failed enough times!”  Amy tried to run away, but Ms. Harquin called after her.

“Don’t even think of trying to help her!” she shouted.  “You’ll suffer a much worse punishment if you do!”  With that, she slammed the door as soon as Amy was out of the room.