Topic: Describe the situation that "I"saw the old washwoman for last time.
One evening, while mother was sitting near the oil lamp mending a shirt. the door opened and a small puff of steamfollowed by a gigantic bag. entered the room. I ran toward the old woman and helped her unload her bag. She was even thinner now, more bent. Her head shook from side to side as though she were saying no. She could not utter a clear word, but mumbled something with her sunken mouth and pale lips.
After the old woman had recovered somewhat she told us that she had been ill badly. But as soon as she was able lo stand on her feet once more, she began her washing. She said. "I could not rest easy in my bed because of the wash. The wash would not let me die... I don t want to be a burden on anyone!
