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| "Nanay, where is the ladle?" Pina shouted. | |
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| "It is beside the other kitchen utensils, Pina, you know where I keep them," her mother weakly shouted back. | |
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| "Oh, you lazy child," Pina’s mother wept. "You won’t even look! I hope you grow a thousand eyes so you’ll be able to find it!" After saying these words, Pina’s mother noticed that the house ha | |
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| But the ladle was not anywhere near the other kitchen utensils, and Pina was too lazy to look for it elsewhere. "I can’t find the ladle, mother," she complained. "I guess I won’t be cooking withou | |
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| But a long time had passed, and still the house was silent, and still Pina’s mother could not smell the cooking coals burning. She began to get worried. With all her meager strength she called out f | |
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| "Where is Pina?" Pina’s mother asked at once. "Where is my child?" | |
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