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Joe, starting to get, said, “Listen, I have work to do. I’m going to the library.”
Suddenly, Al said, “Hey, why don’t you come home with me? My Mom loves
to have company, and she always makes a big turkey. It would be great to have you
meet my family. After all, I talk about them all the time so you practically know
them. And I know they are dying to meet you.”
Joe smiled and said, “Really? Do you mean it? I’d like that, but you’d better
ask your mother fist.” He smiled, sat down on the bed, and began to watch television
with Al.
Part 3
At Al’s house on Thanksgiving Day, Joe met Al’s parents and grandparents. He also
met Al’s two sisters and his three aunts, three uncles, and eight cousins. They sat in
the living room talking and laughing and eating hors d’oeuvres of cheese and
crackers, fresh vegetables and dip, and some other things which weren’t familiar to
Joe. They watched football and talked.
At three o’clock, Al’s mother said the turkey was ready and everyone should
come into the dining room. The table was set with a lot of chairs. There was another
table in the kitchen where six of the younger children sat. On the table at each place
there were several plates and a lot of silverware. Joe wasn’t sure which utensils to use
first, so he watched everyone else.
It was a wonderful meal. They had fresh fruit, turkey, mashed potatoes with
gravy, cranberry sauce, sweet-potato pie, string beans, and apple pie. Joe took only a
little bit at first. He wasn’t sure he’d like it. But he did. When Al’s mother asked if he
wanted more, he said, “No, thank you” very politely. She said, “Al, I’m afraid your
friend doesn’t like it.”
Joe’s face turned red. “Oh no, “ he protested. “I like it very much.”
Al’s mother never asked him again if he’d like more, and while others kept
saying, “Pass me the potatoes” or “Can I have the cranberry sauce?” he sat quietly
watching and wishing he could have more of the delicious dinner.
Joe, starting to get, said, “Listen, I have work to do. I’m going to the library.” Suddenly, Al said, “Hey, why don’t you come home with me? My Mom loves to have company, and she always makes a big turkey. It would be great to have you meet my family. After all, I talk about them all the time so you practically know them. And I know they are dying to meet you.” Joe smiled and said, “Really? Do you mean it? I’d like that, but you’d better ask your mother fist.” He smiled, sat down on the bed, and began to watch television with Al. Part 3 At Al’s house on Thanksgiving Day, Joe met Al’s parents and grandparents. He also met Al’s two sisters and his three aunts, three uncles, and eight cousins. They sat in the living room talking and laughing and eating hors d’oeuvres of cheese and crackers, fresh vegetables and dip, and some other things which weren’t familiar to Joe. They watched football and talked. At three o’clock, Al’s mother said the turkey was ready and everyone should come into the dining room. The table was set with a lot of chairs. There was another table in the kitchen where six of the younger children sat. On the table at each place there were several plates and a lot of silverware. Joe wasn’t sure which utensils to use first, so he watched everyone else. It was a wonderful meal. They had fresh fruit, turkey, mashed potatoes with gravy, cranberry sauce, sweet-potato pie, string beans, and apple pie. Joe took only a little bit at first. He wasn’t sure he’d like it. But he did. When Al’s mother asked if he wanted more, he said, “No, thank you” very politely. She said, “Al, I’m afraid your friend doesn’t like it.” Joe’s face turned red. “Oh no, “ he protested. “I like it very much.” Al’s mother never asked him again if he’d like more, and while others kept saying, “Pass me the potatoes” or “Can I have the cranberry sauce?” he sat quietly watching and wishing he could have more of the delicious dinner. 35
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