A cold welcome
One Wednesday evening, we went to the town hall. It was the last day of the year and a large crowd of people had gathered under the town hall clock. It would strike twelve in twenty minutes time. Fifteen minutes passed then, at 5 to twelve, the clock stopped. The big minute hand didn't move. We waited and waited, but nothing happened. Suddenly someone shouted "It's two minutes past twelve, the clock has stopped". I looked at my watch. It was true. The big clock refused to welcome the new year. At that moment, everybody began to laugh and sing.
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