Pinocchio sells his A-B-C book to pay his way into the Marionette Theater
See Pinocchio hurrying off to school with his new A-B-C book under his arm! As
he walked along, his brain was busy planning hundreds of wonderful things,
building hundreds of castles in the air. Talking to himself, he said:
"In school today, I'll learn to read, tomorrow to write, and the day after tomorrow
I'll do arithmetic. Then, clever as I am, I can earn a lot of money. With the very
first pennies I make, I'll buy Father a new cloth coat. Cloth, did I say? No, it shall
be of gold and silver with diamond buttons. That poor man certainly deserves it;
for, after all, isn't he in his shirt sleeves because he was good enough to buy a
book for me? On this cold day, too! Fathers are indeed good to their children!"
As he talked to himself, he thought he heard sounds of pipes and drums coming
from a distance: pi-pi-pi, pi-pi-pi. . .zum, zum, zum, zum.
He stopped to listen. Those sounds came from a little street that led to a small
"What can that noise be? What a nuisance that I have to go to school! Otherwise.
There he stopped, very much puzzled. He felt he had to make up his mind for
either one thing or another. Should he go to school, or should he follow the
"Today I'll follow the pipes, and tomorrow I'll go to school. There's always plenty
of time to go to school," decided the little rascal at last, shrugging his shoulders.
