Reading I: The Absentminded Profess

Reading I: The Absentminded Professor
Every afternoon when Professor Herbert Alien walked home from the university, he was so occupied with the book in his hand that he never saw anything around him. When he reached home, his wife would say, 'What happened today, Herbert?' and he would answer, 'Nothing'.
The truth was that if anything did happen, he didn't know it. He was much too busy brushing up on Voltaire, Hegel, or some other philosopher. Still, he gave his wife the same answer every day. She knew in advance that he would, but she asked anyway.
One day, however, Herbert had a different answer ready for his wife. It was all because of the weather. That afternoon the spring weather was so beautiful that he left the university earlier than usual and went to the park. Of course, he carried a philosophy book in his hand. As long as he had to read this book anyway, why not in the park? He sat down on a bench under a tree, made himself at home there, and started to read. Around him were people enjoying the sunshine. The trees were covered with leaves the flowers were all in bloom every now and then a bird sang. It was a lovely day.
Professor Alien was about to begin the second chapter of his book when a man said, 'Well, hello. The last time I saw you was in Philadelphia, wasn't it? Remember? But what are you doing here? Do you live in this town? I'm here to see about for my office. I've been up to my ears in work'.
'Why, I —'At first Herbert didn't know what to say. He hadn't been in Philadelphia since 1952, when he went there with his wife to visit her cousins. The man was mistaken, to say the least. Herbert had never seen him before.

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Reading I: The Absentminded ProfessorEvery afternoon when Professor Herbert Alien walked home from the university, he was so occupied with the book in his hand that he never saw anything around him. When he reached home, his wife would say, ' What happened today, Herbert? ' and he would answer, ' Nothing '.The truth was that if anything did happen, he didn't know it. He was much too busy brushing up on Voltaire, Hegel, or some other philosopher. Still, he gave his wife the same answer every day. She knew in advance that he would, but she asked anyway.One day, however, Herbert had a different answer ready for his wife. It was all because of the weather. That afternoon the spring weather was so beautiful that he left the university earlier than usual and went to the park. Of course, he carried a philosophy book in his hand. As long as he had to read this book anyway, why not in the park? He sat down on a bench under a tree, made himself at home there, and started to read. Around him were people there the sunshine. The trees were covered with leaves the flowers were all in bloom every now and then a bird sang. It was a lovely day.Professor Alien was about to begin the second chapter of his book when a man said, ' Well, hello. "The last time I saw you was in Philadelphia, wasn't it? Remember? But what are you doing here? Do you live in this town? I'm here to see about for my office. I've been up to my ears in work '.' Why, I-' At first Herbert didn't know what to say. He hadn't been in Philadelphia since 1952, when he went there with his wife to visit her cousins. The man was mistaken, to say the least. Herbert had never seen him before.

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reading i: the Absentminded professorevery afternoon when professor herbert alien walked home from the university, he was too occupied with the book in his hand that he never saw anything around him. when he reached home, his wife would say, 'what happened today, herbert? " and he would answer, 'nothing'.the truth was that if anything did happen, he didn't know it. he was much too busy brushing up on voltaire, Hegel, or some other philosopher. still, he gave his wife the same answer every day. she knew in advance that he would, but she had anyway.one day, however, the city had a different answer ready for his wife. it was all because of the weather. that afternoon the spring weather was so beautiful that he left the university earlier than usual and went to the park. of course, he carried a philosophy book in his hand. as long as he had to read this book anyway, why not in the park? he sat down on a bench under a tree, made himself at home there, and started to read. around him were people enjoying the sunshine. the trees were covered with leaves. the flowers were all in bloom every now and then a bird sang. it was a good day.professor alien was about to begin the second chapter of his book when a man said, "well, hello. the last time i saw you was in philadelphia, wasn't it? remember? but what are you doing here? do you live in this town? i 'm here to see about for my office. i've been up to my ears in work.'why, i' at first herbert didn't know what to say. he hadn 't been in philadelphia since 1952, when he went there with his wife to visit her cousins. the man was mistaken, to say the least. herbert had never seen him before.