Uncle Sam doesn’t like farmer. —
He thinks they are very foolish and only know work on the farm.
One winter morning, the sun is shining. —
Uncle Sam sits on the step of his house. —
At that moment, a farmer with a map in his h and comes to him.
Farmer:Excuse me, Uncle. Can you tell me know to get to the hospital, please?
Uncle Sam: Lie down in the middle of the street and you’ll soon be at a hospital.
Farmer Please set an example to me.
Uncle Sam: I think you come to our city at the first time. —
It’s much more beautiful than the field. —
Is that right?
Farmer: Yes, uncle. But it is built on the field.
Uncle Sam’s face turns red.