Saturday, June 23, 2012

A Short Story

 Once, a old shoemaker lied with his wife in a room above their workshop. Each day he laid out his leather, drew different shoe shapes, cut them out and sewed them together. Then he stretched the shoe shapes over abode foot, cut out more leather. and sewed it on. Finally he cut out thick soles, made holes in them with a huge needle and sewed the soles onto the shoes.People loved watching the shoemaker at work. Nobody could go past his workshop without looking in. And, at the end of the day, there was always a crowd of people wanting to buy his latest shoes.                                                                                          One day, the shoemaker's wife spied trouble..A cart passed by the window with CHEAP SHOES painted on the side. At first, she kept quiet. She didn't want to worry her husband. Bt slowly the crowd outside their workshop became smaller and smaller. A crafty shoe seller had set up a tale at the end of their street. HIs shoes were badly sewn , with poor letter.
 
IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THE ENDING BUY THE ELVES AND THE SHOEMAKER"S BOOK.

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