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Hi, master. I hear the voice. Give me my bone! Maybe it’s the wind. It’s blowing and doesn’t let us sleep. Maybe it’s falling of the stairs. No, it’s singing of some night bird. Give me my bone! They’re sleeping. Give me my bone! They’re sleeping. Give me my bone! They’re still sleeping. And ghosts began to run, jump in the room. They began making noise. Oh, it is a ghost. Oh, there are many ghosts in my room. Help me! SOS! Hi! Rrrr... rr, help us. There’re many ghosts one, two, three... Oh, stop. Didn’t you see ghosts? Ghosts (together). Give us our bone! If we want to live let’s give them their bone. Let’s give. Take it! And go away! She gave the bone and ghosts disappeared. Curtain. The Story-teller «The Lost Birthday» by Donald Bisset Characters: Father Elephant (a very big elephant) 91
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