It was morning. I rode to the market early to eat, but my favorite noodle place was full. I ate instead at another noodle place. On the way out of the market I saw some pink-tinged mangoes. I bought them and took them home.
I was sad and weary all morning. I cried and prayed and fell asleep. After awhile I got up and did some cleaning. I started some laundry.
Just as I was getting ready to cook lunch, the phone rang and my friend Mesun invited me to eat with her family. I took her the pink mangoes and enjoyed a delicious meal with her family.
Before I left, her husband gave me a CD of stories and songs in the language I was learning. I went home and began to listen to the stories.
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