three cheers for clarita
THREE CHEERS FOR CLARITA
Clarita was eight years old but she was so small for her age that people thought she was no more than five or six. But for all her small size, she stood at the head of her class. Her mind was very keen; she was very wide awake.
One day she heard her mother and father talking about burglars who been victimizing the neighborhood. The police had been unable to catch them.
“I hope they don’t come here,” her mother said. “I’m terribly afraid of burglars.”
“Don’t worry,” her father laughed. “If a burglar comes, he will come at midnight. You probably won’t even know about it.”
“If a burglar comes, I’ll catch him,” Clarita suddenly interrupted in her small, childish voice.”
“Oh, you will!” her father laughed again. “How are you going to catch a burglar, Miss Policewoman?”
“I know how to catch a burglar. My teacher says I’m very clever. And won’t need your revolver that Mama keeps in the aparador , either.”
“Look, young lady,” her father said seriously. “You are not to touch that revolver that Mama keeps in the aparador.”
“I won’t need it,” Clarita said firmly. “I told you I can catch a burglar all by myself.”
“Isn’t she cute?” Mrs. Salas whispered to her husband.
That night Mr. and Mrs. Salas went to a movie. Clarita was left with the maid, who was an elderly woman. Before the couple left, Mr. Salas told the servant, “Be sure to lock all the doors. That burglar might come around.”
After her father and mother left, Clarita played for a while and then went to bed. It was very warm summer night. Suddenly Clarita woke up bathed in perspiration. She tossed around in bed for a while, feeling itchy and uncomfortable. She could hear the maid snoring loudly. Suddenly she felt very thirsty. She tried to wake the servant up, but only deep snores answered her.
Clarita was a very brave girl. She decided to go downstairs and get a drink of water. It was a bright moonlight night so Clarita did not turn on the light. As she walked on the kitchen
Clarita was eight years old but she was so small for her age that people thought she was no more than five or six. But for all her small size, she stood at the head of her class. Her mind was very keen; she was very wide awake.
One day she heard her mother and father talking about burglars who been victimizing the neighborhood. The police had been unable to catch them.
“I hope they don’t come here,” her mother said. “I’m terribly afraid of burglars.”
“Don’t worry,” her father laughed. “If a burglar comes, he will come at midnight. You probably won’t even know about it.”
“If a burglar comes, I’ll catch him,” Clarita suddenly interrupted in her small, childish voice.”
“Oh, you will!” her father laughed again. “How are you going to catch a burglar, Miss Policewoman?”
“I know how to catch a burglar. My teacher says I’m very clever. And won’t need your revolver that Mama keeps in the aparador , either.”
“Look, young lady,” her father said seriously. “You are not to touch that revolver that Mama keeps in the aparador.”
“I won’t need it,” Clarita said firmly. “I told you I can catch a burglar all by myself.”
“Isn’t she cute?” Mrs. Salas whispered to her husband.
That night Mr. and Mrs. Salas went to a movie. Clarita was left with the maid, who was an elderly woman. Before the couple left, Mr. Salas told the servant, “Be sure to lock all the doors. That burglar might come around.”
After her father and mother left, Clarita played for a while and then went to bed. It was very warm summer night. Suddenly Clarita woke up bathed in perspiration. She tossed around in bed for a while, feeling itchy and uncomfortable. She could hear the maid snoring loudly. Suddenly she felt very thirsty. She tried to wake the servant up, but only deep snores answered her.
Clarita was a very brave girl. She decided to go downstairs and get a drink of water. It was a bright moonlight night so Clarita did not turn on the light. As she walked on the kitchen