2018.02.18

Today is Sunday.

Pippi felt nervous and was afraid of that she might not behave herself. Annika said that of course she could. Pippi said Annika shouldn't be too certain about that. She said that she would try, but she had noticed several times that people didn't think she knew how to behave even when she was trying as hard as ever she could. She told them they had been never so fussy about things like that, but she promised that she would take special pains that day so they wouldn't have to be ashamed of her. Tommy and Annika hurried home again in the rain. And Annika cried to ask Pippi not forget that the time was at three o'clock that afternoon. At three o'clock a very stylish young lady walked up the steps of the Settergren's house. It was Pippi Longstocking. For this special occasion she had un-braided her pigtails, and her red hair hung like a lion's mane around her. With red crayon she had painted her mouth fiery red, and she had blackened her eyebrows so that she looked almost dangerous. With the crayon she had also painted her fingernails, and she had put big green rosettes on her shoes.