human
I say, mother, I want a needle and thread.
gpt
What do you want with a needle and thread?
human
I want to mend my dress; it's torn this way and that, and looks awful. I want some green thread, the colour of this wide stripe.
gpt
Dear me! she said at last;
human
I don't know what will happen next. It can't be possible that you are going to work to mend your own dress without being scolded about it for a week, and then made to do it.
gpt
Yes, I am, too; I ain't going to look like a rag-bag another hour. And I'm going to wash out my sun-bonnet and iron it; then I mean to go over to that Sunday school to-morrow. I ain't heard any singing since I was born, as I know of, and I mean to.