Аня з Авонлеї
IV. Different Opinions
Somedaywhenyougetriledup...andpeoplewithhairlikeyoursaredesperateapttogetriled...you’llforgetallyourprettylittlenotionsandgivesomeofthemawhaling.You’retooyoungtobeteachinganyhow...fartooyoungandchildish.”
Altogether,Annewenttobedthatnightinaratherpessimisticmood.ShesleptpoorlyandwassopaleandtragicatbreakfastnextmorningthatMarillawasalarmedandinsistedonmakinghertakeacupofscorchinggingertea.Annesippeditpatiently,althoughshecouldnotimaginewhatgoodgingerteawoulddo.Haditbeensomemagicbrew,potenttoconferageandexperience,Annewouldhaveswallowedaquartofitwithoutflinching.
“Marilla,whatifIfail!”
“You’llhardlyfailcompletelyinonedayandthere’splentymoredayscoming,”saidMarilla.“Thetroublewithyou,Anne,isthatyou’llexpecttoteachthosechildreneverythingandreformalltheirfaultsrightoff,andifyoucan’tyou’llthinkyou’vefailed.”
