Chasing flies is one is table manners. He is Dad’s first fault. His second mad about manners. And it is always my manners that are the matter. he put your elbows on the “Andrew,” says, “don’t table.” with your “Don’t talk mouth full.” lick your “Don’t fingers.” dunk your cookie in the “Don’t coffee.” This is the way he goes on every mealtime. He has a thing about flies and a thing about manners. Anyway, to get back to the story. One day Dad is peeling the potatoes for dinner. I am looking for my fifty cents that rolled under the table about a week ago. Mum is cutting up the cabbage and talking to Dad. They do not know that I am there. It is a very important meal boss, Mr. Spinks, is coming because Dad’s for dinner. Dad never stops going on about my manners when someone comes for dinner. stop picking on “You should Andrew at dinnertime,” says Mum. says Dad. “I don’t,” you says Mum. always do this, do “Yes do,” “It’s don’t don’t that. You’ll give the boy a complex.” I have never heard of a complex before, but I guess that it is something awful like pimples. says Mum, want you to go for the whole meal without telling “Tonight,” “I Andrew off once.” says Dad. “Easy,” says Mum. me that you get cross with “Try hard,” “Promise won’t him.”
Chasing flies is Dad’s first fault. His second one is table manners. He is mad about manners. And it is always my manners that are the matter. “Andrew,” he says, “don’t put your elbows on the table.” “Don’t talk with your mouth full.” “Don’t lick your fingers.” “Don’t dunk your cookie in the coffee.” This is the way he goes on every mealtime. He has a thing about flies and a thing about manners. Anyway, to get back to the story. One day Dad is peeling the potatoes for dinner. I am looking for my fifty cents that rolled under the table about a week ago. Mum is cutting up the cabbage and talking to Dad. They do not know that I am there. It is a very important meal because Dad’s boss, Mr. Spinks, is coming for dinner. Dad never stops going on about my manners when someone comes for dinner. “You should stop picking on Andrew at dinnertime,” says Mum. “I don’t,” says Dad. “Yes you do,” says Mum. “It’s always don’t do this, don’t do that. You’ll give the boy a complex.” I have never heard of a complex before, but I guess that it is something awful like pimples. “Tonight,” says Mum, “I want you to go for the whole meal without telling Andrew off once.” “Easy,” says Dad. “Try hard,” says Mum. “Promise me that you won’t get cross with him.”