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0原著作者｜Phoebe Gilman
每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一条蓝星星毯子，在爷爷的巧手下变成外套、背心、领带、手帕、纽扣，直到什么都没有了，爱却变成了一个永远的故事。
There's something in this world that gets better the older it gets
It's not gold, not jewels
It's the love Grandpa sews into every stitch, every thread
Joseph knew this secret from the time he was little
The day Joseph was born, Grandpa brought an old chair, sat down by the window
He took out a piece of blue fabric, covered in little golden stars
Grandpa's needle went up and down, stitching all afternoon long
A beautiful blue starry blanket was done
Mom wrapped the blanket around Joseph, and he slept so soundly
Joseph grew bigger every day, and the blanket grew older
It got fuzzy, and the edges started to fray
Mom said, "Joseph, this blanket is old and worn, it's time to throw it out"
Joseph ran to find Grandpa
Grandpa picked up the blanket, looked it over, rubbed his chin, and smiled
"Grandpa can fix anything"
He picked up his scissors, snip snip, and turned the blanket into a blue jacket
Joseph put on the jacket, and ran outside happily
Joseph wore his jacket to school, to play, and to buy candy in town
The jacket got smaller and smaller, and the cuffs started to tear
Mom said, "Joseph, this jacket is old and worn, it's time to throw it out"
Joseph ran to Grandpa again
Grandpa picked up the jacket, turned it inside out, and smiled
"Grandpa can fix anything"
He picked up his scissors, snip snip, and turned the jacket into a blue vest
Joseph put on the vest, and felt so proud
As the days went by, the vest got worn out too
Mom said it was time to throw it away
Grandpa picked up his scissors, and turned the vest into a blue tie
Joseph wore the tie to his school play, and all his friends said it looked great
Later the tie got old too, and Grandpa turned it into a blue handkerchief
Joseph folded the handkerchief neatly every day, and kept it in his pocket
The handkerchief got worn through, so Grandpa took the last piece of blue cloth
He stitched it carefully, sew and sew, into a little button
Joseph sewed the button onto his shirt, and told everyone he met
"This was made by my Grandpa"
One day, Joseph looked down, and the button was gone
He searched every pocket, looked all over his room, but the button was nowhere to be found
Joseph ran to Grandpa, and said sadly
"Grandpa, the button is lost, there's nothing left"
Grandpa held Joseph close, didn't say a word, just patted his back gently
That night, Joseph sat at the table, picked up a pen
He drew a blue starry blanket on the paper, drew the jacket, drew the vest
He drew the tie, drew the handkerchief, drew that little button
And he wrote down this story, word by word
The material was gone, but the story would last forever
Joseph handed the paper to Mom, and said with a smile
"Look Mom, Grandpa's way, it can even make a book"
