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Handa puts fruit in her basket for her friend and sets off to meet her friend. On the way, Handa imagines what fruit her friend will prefer, all the while, unknown to her, animals are stealing the very fruits she contemplates. By the time she nears her friend's house, her basket is empty. Luckily a wayward goat runs into a tangerine tree, refilling Handa's basket. And, come to find out, tangerines are the very fruit that Handa's friend loves best.
Here's the surprise for me: I can read French! Mind you, I've been learning French for only, oh, maybe four months, but reading it is much, much easier than reading Spanish, which I've been learning for about fifteen years.