my dear mother your letter is just to hand it seems to me that you are anxious for me but you need not think about me

"What kind of stories did Aesop tell?" asked Abdullah. "Fables," replied Mr. Rahman. "Do you know what fables are?" "No," replied Abdullah. "Well," continued Mr. Rahman, "Fables are stories with a message or a moral."

"Do you know me?" "Yes, I know you from my childhood." "What's your name?" "My name is Sumon." "Thank you a lot," said Mr. Jamal.

"Won't you go to school today, Raju?" he said. "Dad, I feel fevereish. I don't want to go to school." "Ok, take rest now," said he.

"How dare you wake me up!" The lion roared, "I shall kill you for that." "Please let me go," the mouse cried.

The teacher said to the girl, "Do you think that honesty is the best policy," "Yes, sir. I think so," said the girl. "Then learn be honest from your childhood." "Thank you, sir," said the girl, "May Allah bless you," said the teacher.

"Why don't you attend classes regularly?" the teacher said to the boy. "You cannot expect good results unless you attend classesd as I tell." "I am sorry, sir," said the student.