moments in those days when we were not worrying about
money. Very few, and very wonderful - and that moment
was one of them.
A food shop let us 'eat now, pay later', thanks to the
Barrett name. But our famous name did not help us in
Jenny's work. The Head of the school thought we were rich.
'Of course, we can't pay our teachers very much,' said
Miss Whitman. 'But that won't worry you, Mrs Barrett!'
Jenny tried to explain that Barretts had to eat, just like
other people. Miss Whitman just laughed politely.
'Don't worry,' Jenny said to me. 'We'll manage. Just learn
to like spaghetti.'
I did. I learned to like spaghetti and Jenny learned lots of
different ways of cooking it. With Jenny's pay from school,
and our money from our summer work and my holiday jobs,
we managed. Our lives had changed a lot, of course. There
was no more music for Jenny. She had to teach all day, and
came home very tired. Then she had to cook dinner —
restaurants were too expensive for us. There were a lot of
films that we didn't see, and places and people that we didn't
visit. But we were doing OK.
One day a beautiful invitation arrived. It was for my father's
sixtieth birthday party.
'Well?' said Jenny. I was in the middle of a thick law book
and did not hear her at first. 'Oliver, he's reaching out to you.'
'No, he isn't. My mother wrote it. Now be quiet. I'm
studying. I've got exams in three weeks.'
moments in those days when we were not worrying aboutmoney. Very few, and very wonderful - and that momentwas one of them.A food shop let us 'eat now, pay later', thanks to theBarrett name. But our famous name did not help us inJenny's work. The Head of the school thought we were rich.'Of course, we can't pay our teachers very much,' saidMiss Whitman. 'But that won't worry you, Mrs Barrett!'Jenny tried to explain that Barretts had to eat, just likeother people. Miss Whitman just laughed politely.'Don't worry,' Jenny said to me. 'We'll manage. Just learnto like spaghetti.'I did. I learned to like spaghetti and Jenny learned lots ofdifferent ways of cooking it. With Jenny's pay from school,and our money from our summer work and my holiday jobs,we managed. Our lives had changed a lot, of course. Therewas no more music for Jenny. She had to teach all day, andcame home very tired. Then she had to cook dinner —restaurants were too expensive for us. There were a lot offilms that we didn't see, and places and people that we didn'tvisit. But we were doing OK.One day a beautiful invitation arrived. It was for my father'ssixtieth birthday party.'Well?' said Jenny. I was in the middle of a thick law bookand did not hear her at first. 'Oliver, he's reaching out to you.''No, he isn't. My mother wrote it. Now be quiet. I'mstudying. I've got exams in three weeks.'
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