Since we have told you about the English
teaching, training, and supervising we have been doing, we do not want
you to get the wrong idea. Grandpa says his English is about the same as
it always has been and to prove it he's sending a poem he put together
the other day.
Old Henry Smith was a thinkin' one day,
Oh, that I could run like that horse of mine o'r yonder
Or, wouldn't it be grand to fly like Mr. Crow up overhead.
And then he heard his yellow Lab a thinkin',
Oh, that I could talk like Old Man Henry does
Or, wouldn't it be nice to cook like Mrs. Smith.
Then Henry straightened up and thought again,
Maybe it is quite remarkable that I can
think, and speak, and do all the things I do.
It might be best to leave the runnin' to my horse
And the flyin' to Mr. Crow, and be content to
do the thinkin, and the speakin' and the doin'
And then another thought came into
Old Henry Smith's soul, Man is different,
He truly is a child of God ya' know.
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