Mais ce qui lui plaisait le plus c’étaient les poteries qu’on déchargeait avec soin ; ces jours-là il n’avait pas envie de jouer, il restait à regarder les belles cruches à deux anses, les petits pots bleus et les tasses à fleur, qui étaient si jolies, qu’on avait toujours envie d’en emporter une sous son tablier ; puis, quand le père avait fini sa journée, ils rentraient tous deux dans la chambre du sixième, d’où l’on voyait encore le canal ; ils dînaient sur une petite table près de la fenêtre ; lui, racontait ce qu’il avait fait à l’école, et le père l’encourageait.
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But what he enjoyed most was the pottery being carefully unloaded; on those days when he didn't feel like playing, he would stay to look at the beautiful two-handled jugs, the little blue pots and the cups with flower patterns, which were so pretty that he always felt like slipping one under his apron; then, when his father had finished his day's work, they both went to the room on the sixth floor, from where the canal was still visible; they had dinner at a small table by the window; he would tell his father about what he'd done at school, and his father would encourage him.
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But what he enjoyed most was the pottery being carefully unloaded; on those days he didn’t feel like playing, so he remained looking at the beautiful two-handled jugs, the little blue pots and the cups with flower patterns, which were so pretty that you always wanted to take one away under your apron; then, when the father had finished his daywork, they both went into the room on the sixth floor, from where you could still see the canal; they had dinner at a small table by the window; he spoke about what he had done at school, and his father encouraged him.
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Thank you.
by marina 1 week, 5 days agoJust a couple of little suggestions Marina:
by Merlin57 1 week, 5 days agoBut what he enjoyed most was the pottery being carefully unloaded; on those days when he didn't feel like playing, he would stay to look at the beautiful two-handled jugs, the little blue pots and the cups with flower patterns, which were so pretty that he always felt like slipping one under his apron; then, when his father had finished his day's work, they both went to the room on the sixth floor, from where the canal was still visible; they had dinner at a small table by the window; he would tell his father about what he'd done at school, and his father would encourage him.