Hills Like White Elephants by Ernest Hemingway part 1

Hills Like White Elephants Complete Story

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The hills across the valley of the Ebro were long and white. On this side there was no shade and no trees and the station was between two lines of rails in the sun. Close against the side of the station there was the warm shadow of the building and a curtain, made of strings of bamboo beads, hung across the open door into the bar, to keep out flies. The American and the girl with him sat at a table in the shade, outside the building. It was very hot and the express from Barcelona would come in forty minutes. It stopped at this junction for two minutes and went to Madrid.

What should we drink? the girl asked. She had taken off her hat and put it on the table.

Its pretty hot, the man said.

Lets drink beer.

Dos cervezas, the man said into the curtain.

Big ones? a woman asked from the doorway.

Yes. Two big ones.

The woman brought two glasses of beer and two felt pads. She put the felt pads and the beer glass on the table and looked at the man and the girl. The girl was looking off at the line of hills. They were white in the sun and the country was brown and dry.

They look like white elephants, she said.

Ive never seen one, the man drank his beer.

No, you wouldnt have.

I might have, the man said. Just because you say I wouldnt have doesnt prove anything.

The girl looked at the bead curtain. Theyve painted something on it, she said. What does it say?

Anis del Toro. Its a drink.

Could we try it?The man called Listen through the curtain. The woman came out from the bar.
Four reales. We want two Anis del Toro.

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[byrnestoful]

you should stop making these videos

[23ChelsMarie]

U moving the camera as much doesnt help nor does that creppy thing over your right shoulder

[robyncatharinasmith]

Im sorry, but this reading is pretty awful. I couldn't concentrate on the story because I could only concentrate on how you inflected where you shouldn't, added words that weren't there, spoke too slow through most sentences and closer to the end, you sound like a robot- no emotion.

[MusicIsLifeMD]

As great as it is to find someone who posted a reading of this online, you really need to stop, take breaths.

It's very hard to follow along with because you speak soo slow at times, and soo fast at other times.

Like word vomit.