Meg smiled proudly and put her arms around her sister.Then there was another bang from the outside door, and the basket was pushed back under the chair.The girls ran to the table, ready for their breakfast.
'Happy Christmas, Mother!'they shouted.
Happy Christmas,little daughters!'said Mrs March.
Then the smile disappeared from her face.'Girls,listen.Not far away is a poor woman,Mrs Hummel,with a new baby.Her six children are in one bed, trying to keep warm,as they have no wood for a fire.There is nothing to eat and they are hungry and cold.Will you give them your breakfast as a Christmas present?
For a minute no one spoke.Then Jo said,'Mother, I'm so glad you came back before we began to eat!'And the girls quickly began to put their breakfast in a basket.
'I knew you would do it,'said Mrs March,smiling.
She took the girls and Hannah to a cold , miserable little room in an old building, where they found a sick mother, a crying baby,and a group of children with white,frightened faces.The children were on the bed under a blanket,trying to keep warm.
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Reflections: This is the will of the lord: Give your breakfast to others hungrier than you. I don't appreciate what these women have done. If I were they, I should fill myself first. Anyway, I admire them for their sacrifice.
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