The Gift of th Magi and No Milk for the Christmas
Hi dears...hope you are enjoying the rest of the cake 🎂. The other day, I took Pearl S. Buck seriously and wanted to surprise my mom by milking the cow before she gets up. As I showed up in the dark, our cow was a bit surprised to see me in a different role. She looked very cool and unusually willing to get along anyway. But the udder felt shrunken and nothing came out to my disappointment. I soon realized that my mom had forgotten to tether the calf a bit away from its mother in the evening. And it so happens once in a blue moon. To keep a short story short, obviously, it was a great Christmas for the calf however. And he deserves it for letting us have a nice coffee the year round. In a short while before it is too late, a few of my neighbors turned up with little pots wondering why the supply was late. Mom pointed at the calf and I feigned knowing nothing. The cow and calf looked indescribably happier as the day warmed up with sun rays. That Christmas was theirs for