Madeline玛德琳

Madeline

In anold house in Paris that was covered with vines

lived twelve little girls in two straight lines.

In two straight lines they broke their bread and brushed their teeth 

and went to bed.

They smiled at the good and frowned at the bad 

and sometimes they were very sad.

They left the house at half past nine in two straight lines in rain or shine—

the smallest one was Madeline. 

She was not afraid of mice--she loved winter, snow,and ice.

To the tiger in the zoo

Madeline just said, "Pooh-pooh," and nobody knew so well how to frighten Miss Clavel.

In the middle of one night Miss Clavel turned on her light and said, "Something is not right!"

Little Madeline sat in bed, cried and cried; her eyes were red.

And soon after Dr. Cohn came, he rushed out to the phone

and he dialed: DANton-ten-six--"Nurse, "he said, "it's an appendix!"

Everybody had to cry-- not a single eye was dry.

Madeline was in his arm in a blanket safe and warm.

In a car with a red light they drove out into the night.

Madeline woke up two hours later, in a room with flowers.

Madeline soon ate and drank.

On her bed there was a crank, and a crack on the ceiling had the habit of sometimes looking like a rabbit.

Outside were birds, trees, and sky-- and so ten days passed quickly by.

One nice morning Miss Clavel said-- "Isn't this a fine-- day to visit Madeline."

VISITORS FROM TWO TO FOUR read a sign outside her door.

Tiptoeing with solemn face, with some flowers and a vase, in they walked and then said, "Ahhh,"when they saw the toys and candy and the dollhouse from Papa.

But the biggest surprise by far--on her stomach was a scar!

"Good-by,"they said, "we'll come again," and the little girls left in the rain.

They went home and broke their bread brushed their teeth and went to bed.

In the middle of the night Miss Clavel turned on the light and said," 

Something is not right!"

And afraid of a disaster Miss Clavel ran fast and fast, and she said, 

"Please children do--

tell me what is troubling you?"

And all the little girls cried, "Boohoo, we want to have our appendix out, too!"

"Goodnight, little girls! Thank the lord you are well! And now go to sleep!"said Miss Clavel.

And she turned out the light-- and closed the door--  and that's all there is--there isn't any more.