Fiona: Over on one side of a lake,was a small boy.He was playing a pipe and watching sheep.When he saw John he said quietly, "Oh,hello there mate!We don't get many of your kind here." John stared at him in wonder.The boy was wearing a tunic of coarse linen,his face was grubby,and there were deep cuts down his arms and legs.But he seemed perfectly happy.

Fiona: Over on one side of a lake,was a small boy.He was playing a pipe and watching sheep.When he saw John he said quietly, "Oh,hello there mate!We don't get many of your kind here." John stared at him in wonder.The boy was wearing a tunic of course linen,his face was grubby,and there were deep cuts down his arms and legs.But he seemed perfectly happy.