Карлсон, который живет на крыше

Chapter 8

           Theminuteswhenhewaslyinginbed,waitingforthedoortoopenandforthefamilytotroopinwithpresentsandeverythingwerealmosttooexciting.Ericfelttensewitheagerexpectation.

           Butatlasttheycame.Nowtheystartedsinging"Happybirthdaytoyou."Nowthedooropened,andtheretheywere,allofthem,MommyandDaddyandBobbyandBetty.

           Ericsatupinhisbed,straightasaramrod,andhiseyessparkled.

           "Happybirthday,darling!"saidMommy.

           Theyallwishedhimhappybirthday.Thecakewitheightcandleswasthereonatraywithsomeofthepresentsseveralpresents,butperhapsnotquitesomanyasheusuallyhadonhisbirthday.ButDaddysaid,"Theremaybemorepresentslaterintheday.Theydon’tallnecessarilycomeinthemorning."

           Ericwasverypleasedwithallofhispresents.Therewereaboxofpaints,atoypistol,abook,andapairofbluejeans,andhelikedeverything.HowkindtheywereMommyandDaddyandBobbyandBetty!Noonecouldhaveakinderfamilythanhehad,hethought.

           Hetookacoupleofshotswithhispistol,anditmadeafinenoise.Thewholefamilysatonhisbedandlistened.Oh,howhelovedthemall!

           "Tothinkthateightyearshavegonebysincethislittleboycameintotheworld!"saidDaddy.

           "Yes,"saidMommy,"howtimeflies!DoyourememberhowitpouredinStockholmthatday?"

           "Mommy!IwasborninStockholm,wasn’tI?"saidEric.

           "Yes,ofcourseyouwere,"saidMommy.

           "ButBobbyandBettytheywereborninMalmö?"

           "Yes,theywere."

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