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The Soup, Not the Chicken
Nina is cold and hungry. She has walked through a new city all afternoon, and she wants something hot. She sees a small restaurant with a warm light in the window and goes in. A waiter points to an empty table. Nina sits down. She wants soup. She can almost taste it already.
The waiter brings a menu. There are no pictures, only words, and some of them are new to her. She sees chicken. She sees salad. Then she sees the word soup. She puts her finger on that line so she will not lose it. The waiter comes back and asks, "Are you ready to order?" Nina says, "Yes. I would like the soup, please." She points at the line again. The waiter nods and takes the menu away.
Nina waits and drinks a glass of water.