Rich Man — Poor Man（2827）
1.A Letter for Adam
One day a postman came to my village. The postman brought me a letter from my son, Saul.
“Is your name Adam?” the postman asked. “Yes,” I said. “I’ve got a letter for you.” The postman read the envelope: “Adam of the village of Minta( name of a village).”  “A letter for me. Who is it from?” I asked. The postman looked at the envelope again. “From Saul,” he said. He gave me the letter and walked away.
“Martha, Martha,” I called to my wife. “Come here. We have a letter from our son, Saul.”
Martha came out and looked at the letter. She was excited but she was also worried.
“A letter from Saul,” she said. “Is he alive and well? I’m going to find the school teacher. He can read the letter.”
There was no school fifty years ago. So I cannot read or write. I live in a small village. The on
ly work is farming. My only son, Saul, left the village two years ago and my three daughters are married. Saul is making a lot of money in a foreign country.
Martha and the school teacher came back. A lot of other people came. Everyone wanted to hear my letter. The school teacher opened the envelope and read the letter.
                                                  20 Taylor Street,
                                                  London E. 19
                                                  England
                                                  16 March
Dear Father,
    I am living in London. I have a job in a factory. The work is very hard. I often work at night. But the pay is good. I am well and I live with people from my country. I am sending you £ 100 in this letter. This is for you and my mother.
    Love to you and mother.
                                                    Saul
“One hundred pounds!” I said to the school teacher. “You’re wrong. It’s a mistake.”
“No,” the school teacher said. “I’m not wrong. It’s not a mistake. Here is the money.” And he gave me a piece of paper.  “What is this?” I asked.  “A money order,” the school teacher said. “Go to Darpur. Take this money order to the Post Office in Darpur. The money order is worth one hundred pounds. The Post Office official will give you money.”
“One hundred pounds! I said again.
Everyone laughed and said. “Adam, you are a rich man. You can buy many things, for your farm and for your house.”  “And I can buy some good food and drink in Darpur. I am going to give a party for you all.” I told my friends.
man in the mirror 歌词
Martha said, “Saul is a good son.”
That evening, the village people talked about the money order and my money. Martha and I also talked about the money. We needed many things for the farm.
2.Adam Goes to Darpur
The next morning I got up very early. It was dark and everyone was asleep. But I was going to Darpur. I washed and dressed carefully. I put on my best clothes and I carried my best stick. I put the money order carefully in my pocket and I said goodbye to Martha.
I walked ten miles to the mail road. I sat down at the main road and ate my breakfast. I waited for the bus. I waited for two hours. Then the bus came and I got on. It is a long way to Darpur. The bus talks three hours. I arrived in Darpur and walked to the Post Office immediately.
I do not often go to Darpur. I only know the market and one shop. This is the shop of Rick. I buy things for my farm from Rick.
There were a lot of people in the Post Office. I asked about money orders. A man showed
me the Queue. There was a long line of people and I waited at the back. Finally it was my turn; I was at the front of the queue. But the official did not serve me.
“Excuse me,” I said. “It’s my turn. I’m next.”
“You are next? Old man, I’m very busy,” the official said. “Look at my papers. Look at all these people. I am very busy. And you must wait.”
So I waited. Finally the official looked at me. “What do you want?” he asked.
I gave him my money order. “This is my money order for one hundred pounds,” I replied.
The official held out his hand. “Identity Card,” he said. 
“Excuse me. I don’t understand,” I replied.
“Your Identity Card,” the official said again. “Give me your Identity Card.”
“What is an Identity Card?” I asked again.
“I can’t give you any money for this money order. First I must see your Identity Card. Your Identity Card gives your name and your address. Your Identity Card describes your. There is a photograph of you in your Identity Card. I don’t know you. Who are you?” The official was a little angry.