Thursday, 30 March 2017

THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A KETTLE

THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A KETTLE;
  I am a small black, but i have a lot of interesting things to tell as every days something new happens to me.
   The kitchen is not always a cheerful place in which to live, but still i find plenty of excitement there, and i am quite happy and contented with my lot.
   I am not beautiful because i have a long neck ans as old fashioned hat. The tea pot makes fun of my long neck. She also ridicules of my hat. You see my hat sits rights on my head where n should be. Only the other day my neighbor teased me about my dirty face. What does it matter if my face is sometimes dirty? I am always clean within. Let me remind my friend as she smilingly sits upon the hob, that she cannot sit upon the fire and sing as i do.
  I faces different situation everyday. I find it a great trial to have a cold bath every morning and every evening. Oh dear! I am cold the one minute and hot the next. However, i have become used to that.
   I am, quite friendly with the poker, but i have no use for the tongs. "Where are your legs?" said the tongs one day. Well in my opinion, it is much better to have a large body and no legs than a pair of legs like stilts and no body,,.....

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