2018.01.28

Today is Sunday.

Annika cried excitedly and Pippi whispered to ask Annika not to wake the bull because he was sleeping and if they woke him he would be fussy. But the next minute, without paying any attention to the bull and his nap, she was shrieking at the top of her voice. She cried where you were, Mr. Nilsson and they had got to go home. And, believe it or not, there sat Mr. Nilsson up in a pine tree, sucking his tail and looking so lonesome. It wasn't much fun for a little monkey to be left all alone in the woods. He skipped down from the pine and up on Pippi's shoulder, waving his little straw hat as he always did when he was very happy. Pippi said that he was not going to be a maidservant, stroking his back. She continued that it was a lie but still if it was true how it could be a lie. Pippi asked the children to wait and see and she told them that it was going to turn out that he had been a maidservant in Arabia after all and if that was the case, she knew who was going to make the meatballs at their house hereafter. And then they strolled home, Pippi 's dress still going klafs and her shoes squish. Tommy and Annika thought they had had a wonderful day in spite of the bull, and they sang a song they had learned at school. It was really a summer song, but they thought it fitted very well even if it was in nearly autumn. Pippi sang too but with slightly different words.