'I want those
shoes.'
That morning a pretty lady came
into the shoemaker’s shop. ‘What beautiful
shoes!’ she said. ‘Can I buy them?’
‘I don’t know,’ said the shoemaker.
‘You see –‘
The young lady wanted the shoes very much. And she was very
rich. ‘I’ll pay you fifty dollars,’ she
said.
‘But – ‘
‘One hundred dollars!’ said the lady. ‘I
want those shoes!’
‘Okay,’ said the shoemaker. 
More shoes
‘This money will pay the
rent for our little house,’ said the
shoemaker’s wife.
‘And I can buy some more leather,’ said the
shoemaker.
The shoemaker bought some more leather. That night he put
the leather on the table.
‘Tomorrow, I’ll get up early’ he told his
wife, ‘I’ll make some more shoes.’
Then he went to bed.
'Did you make
them?'
The next morning he got up
early. He had two slices of bread for breakfast. Then he
went to his workbench.
His piece of leather was not there. In its place were two
beautiful pair of shoes.’
The shoemaker called his wife. She came into the room.
‘Oh what beautiful shoes!’ she said. ‘Did
you make them?’
‘No,’ said the shoemaker.
‘Then where did they come from?’
‘I don’t know,’ said the shoemaker.
‘But tonight we’re going to find out.’
